dance like its the last night of the world

morp.
what fun what fun.
picnics in the park that consitsted of huge sandwiches that no one could eat. except julie. i'm pretty sure julie finished her whole sandwich.
flying kites.
mine and chris' was named the beast becasue it was a beast. and hard to control. and it kept running into trees. not pretty. it ran into multiple trees multiple times.
mckay's and julie's was named the runaway because it ran away.
and we were unable to find it.
and i'm still irked by the grapes that were mysteriously found smashed on my windsheild. that was just great.
the hike became a game of revenge.
and mckay driving up to julies house in his full on hippy outfit was the best thing that ever happened.
seriously.
i wish i would have recorded it.
lets just say that i fell down from lack of air.
becasue i was having trouble breathing.
becasue i was laughing so hard.
becasue mckay drove up to julies in his full on hippy outfit. afro included.
when we took pictures i won ten bucks. and i will never forget.
and dinner was hilarious.
as was the dance.
school dances make me feel better about my dancing skills, becasue i'm usually at least as bad, if not better, than at least one person there.
i had a great time at morp, and i'm so glad that i went with chris.

peace, and one moment.
i will no longer be presuaded to not do something i wanted to do in the first place.
oh. and happy 176th post, becasue i forgot to do a shoutout last time.