August 2008
1 post
Sweet Sixteen?
A conversation with someone who I've been friends with since I was a year and eight months old.
Erica: That's sweet that you're turning sixteen. You'll be able to drive and stuff.
Me: How old?
Erica: Sixteen...you were born in 1992.
Me: sure...
Erica: Because you're eight months older than me.
Me: ...Erica...I'm a year and eight months older than you, I was born in 1991, and I'm turning seventeen.
Erica: No you aren't.
Me: Ask your mom
Erica: No! You're turning sixteen!
Me: I give up.
July 2008
11 posts
Annoying
Stop chewing with your mouth open.
Outside...ers
I really need to get outside more…I don’t like the Outsiders movie, it almost ruined the book for me.
YAY!
YAY! I figured it out all by my self! I love my pictures…
MMMMMMmm!
Photos
Jus moved my photo library, so all my pictures are missing in Kodak.
Haircut
Justus needs a haircut. He’s starting to look like he lives in the 80’s.
(Or a couple years ago)
