Today was pretty good. I got to have lunch with Chel again. And I brought my camera, so we took some pictures.
Me looking retarded.
My one and only. Or actually, one of the few onlys.
I don't know what's on my face.
Special love, the friendly kind.
Only Matt.
I think we were saying "ew, boys are gross, they have cooties" Something along those lines.
Shadows. I don't know.
A horse in the ghetto. What?!