Well yesterday the crew that lives in my neighborhood all hung out. It was pretty fun when we were actually doing stuff. Most of the time we just sat there doing nothing. One of my old friends that moved came up. We went fishing for a couple hours and caught up. It was pretty fun I guess. Saw a lot of ducks...yessum. Except I burned my leg across the pavement because it was so hot. Like I was running and skidded across the gravel. I tore the skin up something fierce. I continued to chill with everyone but ended up going inside because a lot of my friends were inviting people to come over. I can't stand it when one of your friends invites someone who you don't know to go to your house. But when some twenty-two year-olds arrived I said the hell with it and went inside. Oh right, I went in afterI picked up all their liter. That kills me! You go to someone's house when you weren't invited to come in the first place and you make a mess, how rude is that? Well, kind of went on a rant there I guess, oh well I should write again soon.
 The Fallen 19 · Wed Jun 25, 2008 @ 07:40pm · 0 Comments |
