Today. Bomb? Maybe... Probably... Who knows.
So today, I woke up at....*drumroll*
TEN O CLOCK.
I don't think I've ever slept in that late in my life.
It's crazyinsane. I mean... wow.
So, pretty much I took a shower, then went to the pool with the Sanfords. (Where I was pissed because they took away my "Hi, My name is: Burt the curtian" sign that had been held up by bandaids. The lifeguards have no sense of humor. *Sadness*)
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And I took another shower.
Then Bendie came over. Yup.
Then to the movies with Emily. X-3. I still can't decide if it was bad, or if it tied together nicely, or what.
After that, in a somewhat dreamy state from seeing so many gorgeous men in the course of two hours, we migrated towards the mall. Where we decided to try on a bunch of ugly promdresses, and take pictures...
But no.
The dressing room lady caught us. We heard her whisper to Dressing room lady #2 "I think they are trying to take pictures in there..."
So she knocked on the door and said "Miss! Do you have your camera in there?"
Kelsi: Yes, but it's in my purse. I'm not using it.
DRL: Let's keep it that way. (or some other words similar to that...)
Kelsi and Emily die laughing.
So after that, we went to Starbucks. Called the Randalls, but nobody answered the phone. We cried a river of tears for them. (for Emily: I pray that your soul doesn't float....TRAGETYSALADGAH!!!!)
Yum. Kelsi drank a white chocolate mocha, and was happy.
And that is my night.
I don't want to go to bed tonight.
I AM SO HYPER.
I think I will stay up late, even though I'm supposed to wake up around 7 tomorrow.
All 'Yall should sneak into my house and we can stay up and talk about life and death and other deep dark intillectual things...