My night's been pretty aight, but pretty short.
After jazz band, Amy gave me a ride home and we ended up sitting in her car outside my house for like an hour just talking. It was kinda nice to just VENT about stuff and she gets me and I get where she's coming from so it was a really good conversation.
Then my dad texted me that it was dinner time, so I had to go inside. I went in, sat down, ate dinner, played Skippo (I played NO CARDS...), cleaned up, and then started homework. YUPP. That was my fun night.
So now I'm talking to David and we've decided that Bagel Bites are hormonal. They are not to be trusted. Especially not with someone's daughter. And especially ESPECIALLY not on a double date. Cause you know...ANYTHING can happen on a double date...those crazy Bagel Bites, who do they think they are??? ;D
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