I just really had a good day. I had lunch with a friend and it was nice to just talk things out and have someone actually try to reason with me and make me think about things, not just offer a listening ear. She was very honest with me, and I appreciated that.

BUT THEN, the real fun started!~ I went to the mall with a couple of friends and after some time, it well, it closed. So we went to citywalk. We danced a little and walked around…scouted out cute boys. And then we had some guys take some pictures for us, and they actually go to our school. So we get talking, and then we hang out the rest of the night. We got pictures with a bunch of random people like some family that was either Asian or Mexican, we really couldn’t tell, some cops who were really scary, a little old guy, and some really really large black man (and i don’t say that to be racist AT ALL) but he was all decked out in chains and dreads and those shorts that look like pants on him, he was so rad. So it was fun.

I just really haven’t smiled that much in one night. Besides the fact that I can’t really feel my fee, it was a good time. I’m happy that I have friends to share these times with. But now I’m tired a hell.