Actively engaged in my homework that is.
hah, gotcha.
No really, for the past two weeks, he and I have been pretty steady. Somedays I'm all "Yeah, baby. Give me more." Other days I'm all "I can't do this anymore. You're not giving me enough time with my friends." I made an exception to that this weekend though (plus Thursday. I don't know what happened there. I guess I was just tired of being sick. THAT's RIGHT. I'm SICK. Whooo.) So Friday, a bunch of Richland friends got together to watch Cameron open up his mission call. It was quite hilarious though because our sound wasn't working. And neither was theirs (hopefully.) We ended up saying some pretty funny things...too bad they couldn't hear us. Which leads us into the best part. So he's opening up his mission call and we can't hear jack squat. So we're just sitting there laughing to ourselves when all of a sudden everyone on his side starts screaming. (Obviously he had announced where he was going.) So naturally, all of us start hootin and hollerin over where he's going when at the same time we're all like "Do you know where he's going?" ohhh....classic.
From there, Cody and I picked up Rae and we walked to Jimmy Johns for dinner. Best news ever: "We're out of bread, sorry. Come back in 20 minutes or take this free sub card." >insert all three of us grabbing our very own free sub card< We opted for a large pepperoni pizza from Dominos and ate it at Porter Park. (I saw Harmony and Sarah. That was cool.) Now lets get one thing straight. When you're sick, and you've just filled up on delicious pizza...things get a little crazy.
We had fun playing cards on the sidewalk. In the middle of the night.
Anyways, I'd love to stay and chat more about my Saturday (which includes a date) but no can do. My boyfran is all......"BABY COME BACK."
Lates.
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