We:-Woke up at 5-6 am and drove to Graham.
-Shoved cookies in a mailbox/our mouths.
-Took the grand tour of Graham.
-Played keep away.
-Danced in the street.
-Got some really good frozen yogurt.
-Met some of the native Grahamites and went bowling.
-Drove around the lake. What kind of lake has no place for the public? Graham Lake.
-And took a few naps.
It was a really really successful trip. I want to graduate, but I don't want to have to miss this stuff.
On another note:
-Everyone and their mom is having/had surgery this week. This worries me.
-I don't enjoy being blown off, but I don't enjoy confrontation either.
-I love Ellen Remmele so very much.
-My mom is coming home from Haiti tomorrow. The airport lost her luggage and I'm sure she will be writing a strongly worded letter to American Airlines about how she spent a week doing mission work in a foreign country without her clothes and toiletries.
-I ran today. Running never turns out right when I do that. I waited until I thought I was back to normal to drive, but right when I reached 114, my eyes freaked out and I pulled over. I sat there for a good 10 minutes scared to death. Thanks for always being there buddy. My dad came and followed me home going 45 the whole way.
-Please, everyone, be okay.
"Paradise sounds depressing." -You got that right.
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