I don't want to be a loaf of toast. I don't even go to camp and they're trying to give me a camp name. And Marjorie (I'm not sure how you spell it, but it's not Margery) wants to name me after a pastry (her camp name is Homer?). But I got to paint pizza dough. It was fun. And no dishes! The LITs had to do that. And I'm getting paid. They're paying to do it.
I'm getting a Fireflight cd. Sometime soon, I hope. It comes out on the 25th.
Creation Fest is going to be so awesome!
I get to rap. In church. My church. Which is surprising. There's this hip-hop-ish VBS song, and Lauren and I love it. We had to get down on our knees and beg to get Mrs. Swanberg to say we could do it in church. But we have to do the rap. With mics. "You get to see two white girls rap at church this sunday!" Yeah. I bet that would draw people in. Actually no one would come. Cause they hate rap. Well, you know what, ya dumb.
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Gangstadorable.
you looked pretty gangstadorable today.
you did too. we're the Gangstadorables.
oh heck yes that is soooo ghetto fabulous
word.
okay you can stop laughing now.
...yeah...
I actually tried to say "peeps" one time in casual conversation, but Emily laughed at me. I'm too white.
so am i. so is my brother.
you're whiter than he is. you and your "wangsta" shoes. "Oh my gosh, never say that word again."
thank you for removing that. I resent that. It's not true.
Shut up. It is not. That's gross. I bet you said that cause you fantasize about NWH's manly shoulders.
nope never
yeah...........sure.
well it's no fun if you're not bothered by me saying that. Cause I'm bothered by what you said.
*sob* DON'T GO DOWNSTAIRS AMBER, I NEED YOU!
downstairs?
at riki's
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