<b>Writing began</b>: 8:00pm - October 15

<b>Completed writing</b>: 12:11am - October 16

<b>Words</b>: 11k

<b>Average reading time (At 250 words/minute)</b>: 45 minutes.

Okay, gotta keep this short, 'cause I want to get a math module done.

Math this year is really boring btw. I'm doing grd 12 data management, and boy oh boy, how I miss differentiating things.

So far there's been no actual equations.

Actualy, I had to create the equation of a line from two points once, but that's it. (y = mx + b) Which is pretty pathetic.

Anyway, a LOT has happened since my last entry. For example, As I Lay Dying won the "who's next" thing on <a href="http://www.launch.com" target="_blank">Launch</a>. (Remember how I made you guys go vote for them in my last entry? You don't? Man you guys suck, it was only three months ago.)

OH! Before I forget, get out your notepads, because I want comments other than "omg robbie, that was the coolest fucking entry ever…But I forgot what I was going to comment on". You should all be like <a href="http://www.sitdiary.net/deathbymurder" target="_blank">Kayla</a>, and write <a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/FirestormX/Kaylasnotes1.jpg" target="_blank">notes</a>…And if they don't all fit on one page, write <a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/FirestormX/Kaylasnotes2.jpg" target="_blank">another page</a> of notes!

Ye, Kayla kicks ass.

Anyway, the reason I havn't been updating, is because I just use this place as a place to spread my theories to the masses. However, back in July, Deanna (g/f) gained access to hotmail, and e-mailed me. Then I e-mailed back. Then the next day she e-mailed me back. Then I e-mailed her back. And so on. Eventualy I just started writing random stuff that would usualy go in a blog entry, into the e-mails I sent to her…I feel bad though, 'cause she'd have like 10 minutes to sneak onto the computer and e-mail me, and she'd have to read some 3,000 word e-mail about absolutly nothing.

A while ago Matt gave me his old cellphone, and we got a pay-as-you-go simcard. Then I gave the cellphone to Deanna, and now we txt each other. (I use the computer, she uses the phone)

It's really quite nifty-neato.

And Deanna and I went to buy phone cards. So that was nifty neato too.

So yeah. For once it's not <a href="http://www.sitdiary.net/mikyyyy" target="_blank">Mike</a>'s fault. It's Deanna's.

I think it's time for a…CAMP STORY!

I'm just gonna copy and paste the e-mails I sent <a href="http://www.sitdiary.net/angelasplay" target="_blank">Angela</a> about that weekend.

But first, the prelude:

On Monday, five days before the story begins, my parents got a $60,000 Lexus IS 300. Sexiest fucking lexus ever. (Considering lexus designs SUCK ASS)

And it's the 2005 model, with the non-crappy 2006 tail lights.

And driving it is just orgasmic. (I got to drive it the night we got the car)

Then, during that week, I was invited to go to some church camp thing on the weekend with Deanna, so of course I wanted to go. But random peoples' mothers don't like me, so there was a lot of stress…In the end I went.

Now, it was a long weekend. So my family went to our cottage, and left me behind. (They did that all summer. Sub-story about one time they left me: I went over to Matt's house, with his 5.1 surround sound, set up my computer (Matt was in indonesia, and his family had gone to my cottage too, so I was home alone) and didn't sleep all week. Then at like 5:00am sunday morning, I fell asleep. (I just wanted to take a quick nap) I had set up my computer to start playing screamo and hardcore over the speakers at 6:00, so I could be ready for church, and had turned the volume up to half way. (pretty loud) So I fell asleep…And when I woke up, the bed was shaking, my ears were ringing, and some guy was screaming about killing me or something. Then I looked over at the clock and it was 8:30. So I slept through 2.5 hours of screamo and hardcore. Pretty awesome eh? I was able to catch the bus to church too, so doubly awesome.) And had left the lexus behind, for some reason. (You'd think you'd want to drive the luxury car for 3 hours, rather than some crappy Honda Odyssey) They took the keys to the lexus, but they had left the spare key to the lexus…Get where I'm goign with this?

Anyway, long story short, I drove the lexus Thursday night, dented and scratched it, and had to pay $700 to get it fixed. (When I was writing the e-mails to Angela, my parents hadn't confronted me about the car yet)

Here's what I wrote to Angela about it:

<table style="color: #1b2e7c; border: 1px dashed black; font-size: 10px;"><tr><td><b>Quote</b>

I can SO become a motivational speaker now.

"Always aim high! Do you think I got where I am now, by sitting at my computer all day?! NO!..Well, sort of. But I was always aspiring to be the best! Why, the first car I ever went for a joy ride in, was a $60,000 lexus!"

I hit the mirror, and side of the car backing it back into the garage though, 'cause my dad had parked it all the way to the side of the garage, and I had to get the car exactly back into the chalk outline I had drawn, so I hit a couple things with the car. *shifty eyes*

I wish I had recorded it. It would have been so funny to watch now. I hit the mirror, then I hit the side of the car. Both times I drove right back out onto the driveway, hopped out of the car, and ran over to the side of the car in a panic.

And it took me like 20 minutes of trying to get it back into the garage the way it was.

I could swear I heard the neighbors laughing at me.</td></tr></table>

k, e-mail 1. (I wrote the e-mails over several days)

If I have to add stuff to the e-mails, I'm gonna use the colour…Umm…Use the colour red…Like blood…Mmm, blood.

<table style="color: #1b2e7c; border: 1px dashed black; font-size: 10px;"><tr><td><b>E-mail 1</b>

k, now for camp…What I remember of it: (I'm really tired, so I'll make this short. =P)

k, remember how I took my dad's lexus out on Thusday night? (*drools* Fun) <span style="color: red;">[This story starts on Friday afternoon]</span> Well, I went to put something in the recycle bin in the garage, and I saw a light blinking on the dashboard, so I went to look at it. The light said "security" beside it.

I was like "O_O *squeak*holy fuck*squeak*"

So I ran around looking for the owner's manual, but my dad had taken it to the cottage with him. So I looked on the internet, and found out how to turn it off.

So I went out into the car, pressed the brakes and accelerator at the same time, inserted the original master key, and then…The door bell rang.

So I got out of the car, and went and answered the door. (It was 5:15, so I thought it was some neighbor kid) I opened the door, and there was Deanna.

"Hi, sorry we're early. (She wasn't supposed to get here until 5:30) My mom thought there'd be traffic and stuff."

So I'm standing there in my boxers. "Oh, it's no problem, lemme get dressed, and grab my stuff."

(I was planning to start getting ready around 5:00, but that was when I noticed the light in the car, so I spent 15 minutes on that…I never did get that light off btw, so I was worring about the car all weekend. btw(2) I was also going to e-mail you again before I left, but there was no time.)

That was a long first paragraph. I hope I get this done before I fall asleep.

So then Deanna's mom dropped us off at Deanna's friend's pastor's house, where we got in a van with Jessie, Hannah, Nate, and Scott.

Jessie is that friend who's mean to me and Deanna, and also doubles as Deanna's best friend.

Hannah and Nate are brother and sister, and also double as Scott's kids.

Scott is the pastor.

We drove for like, an hour and a halfish, to Turkey Point. I don't really remember much of what happened there. Just that Hannah made fun of my tape player. =(

(I use a portable tape player instead of like, an mp3 player or something, 'cause it was free, and I don't like spending money. =P)

Oh, we stopped at wendys, and I wasn't hungry, but Deanna bought me a Frosty anyway. So now I owe her money for that.

I also owe her money from a ski trip two years ago, when she bought me pop.

And also that one time she…Man, she has to stop buying me things! >_<

So then we got to camp (We were the last [and smallest] church to get there. There were three churches all meeting there for the weekend) around 9:30ish, and there was a meeting thing at 10:00. So we unpacked in our cabins (There was a guy cabin, and a girl cabin) and sat around outside until 10:00.

Which is when they put the hair band in my hair. So then we all walked to the rec hall, did the meeting, then we went back to our cabins, and went to bed.

Every time we had to go to our cabins, it was weird. Deanna, Jessie, Hannah, and I, were always together in a group, so they'd go off to their cabin, and I'd keep walking to my cabin. (The guys' cabin was a couple yards up the path past the girls' cabin)

The first night was pretty bad. It was really hot, and the people wouldn't stop talkign with each other, and…Blah. Forutnatly, I had my cheap old tape player, with some blood brothers. =)

And then, in the middle of the night, I woke up, 'cause it was hard to breath, and I didn't have the common sense to take my puffer, so I just lay there, trying to get back to sleep for the rest of the night.

Fortunatly, it meant that I was the only non-counciler guy who woke up early enough to have a shower.

One of the councilers came in at 8:00 (We're supposed to wake up at 8:00, and head over for breakfast at 8:30.) to wake everyone up. (I was the only non-counciler awake)

"Wake up! The girls are already awake and showered, and everything!"

And I'm just sitting there in my bunk "omg, I am gay."

So then from that point forward, I was a man, and did not shower for the rest of the weekend. =)

I'm tired now, I'll write the rest tomorow.

*yawns* goodnight.</td></tr></table>

Things makin' sense so far? Good. The rest of the e-mails might have random parts that don't make sense. Maybe I'll scan them and add little things that make sense.

<table style="color: #1b2e7c; border: 1px dashed black; font-size: 10px;"><tr><td><b>E-mail 2</b>

omg, today school starts. I had no idea. My mom just woke me up "Okay, time to do school."

I'm gonna tell you about the rest of camp now. =)

(Doesn't really matter to you, but I'm gonna type it out to you anyway, 'cause I'm just gonna copy and paste this into some random place.)

k, so I had woken up, and showered. I then decided to head outside, and wait outside the girls' cabin for Deanna, Jessie, and Hannah to come out.

I had to wait longer than I thought I would have to. I figured 'They've already showered, what's left for them to do?' =P

Then we walked down to the…Food place…Where you eat stuff…Cafeteria! Yeah, there we go. We went down to the Cafeteria, and ate breakfast. Holy crap, they fed us so much that weekend. That's the most I've eaten in like, months. Then we all walked back to our cabin, and I waited for the girls to go get their bible. (I had cargo pockets, so I just kept my bible in my pocket.) It took them so long to get their bibles. I'm sitting there on the picnic table (There were two picnic tables in front of the cabins) trying to decide if I should knock on the door to tell them to hurry up or not. (You arn't alowed in each other's cabins [Like most camps], and a boy and a girl arn't alowed to ever be alone without a third person there, so Jessie was always like "I'm just here to chaprone you two"…Simple rules.) Once they had their bible, we'd sit at the picnic table, for like, 10 minutes, then head back to the rec hall for the teaching thing. (Meals were for an hour, but we'd be done eating in half)

This happened after every meal.

After the teaching, which ended at 11, it was free time until lunch. Free time is awesome. The four of us (Deanna, Jessie, Hannah, and me) pretty much just sat around at every free time, doing our own little thing, rather than joining everyone else at volley ball or something.

At this free time we…Wrote on name tags/our nails with sharpies, I think.

The only name tag I wrote was "Kick me, not Robbie", and stuck it on Deanna's back. She just peeled it off, and stuck it on me. Heh heh, fortunatly, Jessie had made me a name tag with my name on it, so everyone knew not to kick me. =)

So we did that until lunch, Then in the free time after lunch, every was out by the picnic tables, and Hannah was like "Everybody! Listen to Robbie's giggle!" (She's been obsesed with my giggle ever since I started giggling on the drive to Turkey Point)

She kept doing that at every free time for the rest of the day, so by the end of the day, everyone knew my giggle. There was this one counciler guy named Zade, who would always make me giggle, by trying to imitate me. <span style="color: red;"></span>

*zade walks by* "Hi Robbie, Teehee"

So anyway, after that free time, we went back to the rec hall for the teaching. (They also anounced that they're gonna have a tallent show that night, so that people can practise stuff for the tallent show during the free time, rather than just sit around)

After the teaching, there was free time, where we (When I say "we", without specifying who "we" is, I mean Deanna, Jessie, Hannah, and me) just sat around and talked/showed people my giggle. After that, was a camp game, involving water baloons, and giant slingshots, and…Stuff. It was guys versus girls, but no one really cared when I snuck onto the girl's side. =P

After a while, the game kind of fell apart, and everyone just started throwing water baloons at the girls. (The girls threw them at each other, and the guys just threw them at the girls. At this point, I was glad I was a guy.)

Then we played some other game, where you throw a ball, and the other team has to go get it, while the first time runs around in circles, and…Yeah. In the end, the guys ended up winning by one point, because some girl made her team loose three points, because the kicked the ball, after someone had thrown it crappily. So at the end of the game, the counciler was like "We knew someone on the girls' team would mess it up for them, so that's why we decided to get rid of the water baloons first."

The only reason the girls would have won, was because the guys all spread out, to be ready for the ball anywhere, but when the girls had to run for the ball (We have to grab the ball, and make a line with the team, and pass it back through your legs) they would all be in a clump, and they'd all run to where the ball was, in a straight line. It was funny, but sad for the guys.

Then we all went swimming. Nothing much happened there.

Then we all came back for supper.

After supper, while they were getting their bibles again, I went and got my knife that Matt gave me, and started playing with it while I was waiting for them.

Then Deanna saw the knife, and was like "=O That's so awesome! Lemme see it!" (We both love knives)

So she played with it all through the tallent show that night, and for the rest of the weekend, whenever she was bored, and didn't feel like playing with a pen, she'd play with it.

Then, at the 10:00 free time, when the teaching ended, we (Jessie, Deanna, and me. Hannah had gone off with nate and his friends) sat around talking for a while. Then I felt like doing a front flip, so I did it, and landed on my back. Then…Umm…I don't know how to spell his name. It's like cenone, or something. (When he introduced himself to me the -1st day, he said "Hi, I'm cenone, like 'C-9'." Also, Cenone is Zade's brother)

So anyway, he wanted to see me do it again, so I did it again, and landed it that time. But my knife fell out of my pocket. He picked it up and snuck it back into my hand. "Here, don't let nobody see that. *nudge nudge*". My knife only fell out when he was around. He was always the one that picked it up for me. (My knife fell out a couple times when I was doing flips)

So then Deanna wanted to see my attempt at a 540 kick. (A 540 kick, is where you kick up with one leg (my left leg) and use that leg as like, a spinning point, and then you bring your other leg (right leg) over your left leg, and land on your right. I managed to do that a couple times on night, and was all like "yay!". But most of the time when I do that, I just spin horrizontaly, without the kick.) So I tried to do it, but I leaned too far back (To spin horizontaly, you have to lean back, so that your body is paralel with the ground) and landed on my head, and everything went white for a second:

*lands on head*

*lays there for a second while the white and the stars go away*

*stands up for a second*

"Holy fuck…"

*falls over*

*Jessie was laughing, so she was no help. <_<*

*Zade comes along, and starts poking me, to make me giggle.*

*Deanna found that funny, and started laughing*

…*sigh*, some people have no sympathy for the kid with the broken neck. =(

I left a dent in the ground where I landed too, so that was cool.

So after a while, I got up, and they made fun of my inability to land properly/said it looked cool.

Then we had to go to bed.

That was day 1. I'll tell my-future-self-through-you about day 2 later. Right now, I have to do school. O_o

<span style="color: red;">[Now I can't do normal spins or anything on the trampoline. It's even hard to do a spinning backflip on the trampoline now.]</span></td></tr></table>

<table style="color: #1b2e7c; border: 1px dashed black; font-size: 10px;"><tr><td><b>E-mail 3</b>

Day 2ish:

When we last saw our hero, he had just landed on his head, and had to go to bed.

Now, he's sitting in his bunk, with his headphones on, putting money back in his wallet, when some kid walks up to him and asks if he can have some money.

The young lad, being only a few years younger than our hero, is given a quarter, and is–Screw talking like this.

I gave some kid a quarter, and he got all excited, and a couple other people came over for quarters. Then Zade (that cool counciler-type guy) noticed, and decided to come get the greedy people's mind off my money, so he walks over and makes me giggle. Everyone quickly forgets my money, calls their friends over to listen to my giggle.

So basicaly, by the end of Day 1, everyone knew my giggle. (The girls had already heard it…Girls just tend to be more observitive like that.)

Day 2, I wake up, and the girls had duct taped our cabin door shut…It was pretty sad. Girls sucks at duct taping stuff. =P

So I woke up to a counciler yelling at the girls "This means war!" and all this dramatic stuff. I love that guy, he's so funny.

So then I go outside, and a bunch of girls are sitting at the picnic table, and the counciler who was yelling at the girls (Jeff) was talking with his daughter (who was like, 8) and his daughter was like "Well, she did it, and she did it, and she did it", pointing at the girls, and the girls were like "it wasn't me, it was her", etc. It was funny.

Then Deanna, Jessie, and Hannah came out, and day 1 is pretty much repeated until lunch. (Not that that's bad, day 1 was awesome. I just don't want to type it out again. =P) Except that at breakfast, the head male counciler made an anouncment that the guys would not be trying to get even, because it wouldn't be very nice, and they would get theirs in due time, and that they were already fighting amongst themselves, and all these reasons why it wasn't very christian to haev revenge, etc. He said it all preachy and stuff, it was funny. (He was being sarcastic btw.)

So anyway, in the free time after the teaching (which was after lunch) and before the "organized game", we were all sitting around the picnic table with Zade, his brother, and his friend, and we somehow got to the subject of me previously doing front flips off the picnic table. So the first time I landed on my back (on purpose) and the second time, I landed it. Zade was like "Ha, you're gonna become one of those people who giggle at pain."

Then Tim (The head counciler, who's wife is also the camp nurse) came out of the staff cabin, which was right beside the guys' cabin.

"C'mon guys, time to play the game."

"You said that if you're seriously injured, you don't have to play the games, right?"

"Yeah."

"k, watching this."

*does the front flip off the top of the picnic table, and landed on back*

*tim walks up*

"Pfft, you're sitll playing. You can be a base. Look in my eyes, do you see sympathy? No."

Tim is awesome too.

The game was baseball with a football, and…Stuff. I was on Jessie and Deanna's team. ^_^

Deanna never batted. =(

I almost got out of batting too, but I got caught. =P (Jessie was up next, then me, then Deanna, but me and Deanna ditched Jessie at the front of the line.)

Deanna, Jessie, and I, had taken off our sweaters, and put them in a pile. When the game ended, one of the councilers asked me to help bring a chair inside, so I did, and when I came out, Deanna and Jessie were walking towards the building, with the sweaters, and Deanna was putting mine on. I'm like "THEIF!" and she froze for a second with her head in the sweatshirt, before pulling it on all the way. So I ended up with Jessie's sweatshirt-like-garment, because Jessie was wearing Deanna's, and Deanna was wearing mine. Jessie's long-sleeved-garment, was like a long-ish knittied coat, with like, skinny sleeves, with a wide opening at the wrists. So as we were walking back to get our bathingsuits on, I handed Deanna my knife, and we both looked at my hand. "Ah! It looks like a girl's hand!" Complete with pink bracelets. =P

While I was waiting outside for the girls to change, Jessie came out, with Deanna's towel, and she put it on one table, and sat down at the other one. Then Emily (The little girl who was like "She did, and she did it, and she did it…") was beside the towel, so she asked her to pass it to her. But me and Zade were between them, so we both grabbed the towel when Emily threw it to Jessie. So then Emily was like "Give it to her, or I'll dump this pop on your head!"

Zade just grinned at me, and let go/tossed it to me.

Anyway, long argument with an 8 year old short, I got pop dumped all over my head. Fortunatly, I had given Deanna back Jessie's sweatshirt-like-object, and Deanna had given back my sweatshirt, so Jessie's shirt didn't get soaked.

At the beach, Deanna and I were both too cold to get completly wet. We tried to get each other wet, but I suck at splashing, so I ended up the only one getting wet. =(

So we both got out of the water early (Everyone else was just fine in the water) and buried Jessie's shorts in the sand. Then Jessie came out, and kicked sand all over my wet t-shirt. (I had to rinse it off, 'cause of the pop)'

We got back from the beach an hour before supper (We didn't think we'd all be back so soon, otherwise they wouldn't have made us come back so early) so we sat around for a while, doing stuff. (And Deanna got my sweater again. I forget how)

Basicaly, I was just doing more stuff with Deanna's bug spray, Deanna was playing with my knife, Jessie was sitting there "chaproning" us, and Hannah had gone off somewhere with her friend.

I kept spraying myself in the eye with the bug spray. It was almost empty, so you have to press it all the way down, so I'd stare at it, and slowly press it down, then at the very end, it'd spray me, and I'd jump back, and…Yeah.

Zade, his brother, his other brother (I think it was his brother) and his friend, were sitting there too for part of the time. "Hey, you're crying (Whenever I'd spray myself in the eye, I'd be like "Waaaah. It burns, and cover up my eye.") is the same as your giggling!"

Oh, and then Francis (some girl) and Hannah came to the picnic table, and started talking to us. Francis is one of those really talkitive people who needs to know everything.

"omg, you two are going out? How long? How much has he bought you? How'd you meet? Blah blah blah."

Deanna's just like "Meh", "You know…", "Not often", "It wasn't really like that", "It's amazing what he'll do when you point a gun at him"…Stuff like that that.

And…I'm going to bed now. I'll write the rest of it tomorow. Stay tuned, some very important people leave the story very soon! =O</td></tr></table>

<table style="color: #1b2e7c; border: 1px dashed black; font-size: 10px;"><tr><td><b>E-mail 4</b>

I guess I should write about the rest of the weekend at camp.

k, so we went to supper after swimming, and we all wore our own sweatshirt. (Sort of. Deanna wore Jessie's sweater-like-coat-thing, and Jessie wore Deanna's sweatshirt)

I fall backwards off stuff a lot. (Ever since I went to her house back in the summer, and people were whipping balls at me, and I kept falling backwards off the trampoline.) So I did it on the bench in the cafeteria too. Anyway, a counciler had his video camera out, and was video taping the room, so I fell backwards off the bench, so he couldn't see me. (Ew, evil cameras)

Me: "Is the camera gone yet?"

Deanna: "Yup." *grabs my hand and pulls me up.

So that's the closest to holding hands for the weekend. =P

(Except for the ride home)

Oh, and people wanted to hear me giggle, but I can't force my giggle, so Deanna had to poke me to get me to giggle. So that was funny.

So after supper, we had a meeting thing, and at the end one of the churches had to leave that night. (I don't know why they couldn't just wait unitl Monday, but they had to leave) But they were gonna have a bon fire, so they said that if it was alright with the kids' parents, they could stay until 9ish, so they could do the fire.

Oh, they also gave out camp t-shirts that night too. (Heh, I'm so good at making a story flow together)

As we were getting up to leave the cabin, Deanna and I switched sweatshirts again, and my hands looked all girly again.

So we went to the picnic table to wait for them to get the fire started. Then once they had it started, we didn't go anyway for like, an hour and a half.

Jessie, Deanna, and I just sat there and listened to music and stuff.

Deanna was playing with my knife, I was listening to her portable CD player thing, and Jessie was off at some other picnic table with her music. "I'm just here to make sure nothing happens between you two. You never know, you two might get within 10 feet of each other!" (She's amused by the fact that Deanna and I are so…Whatever it is we are. "Hey Hannah, let's listen to Deanna and Robbie's conversation! *sits and stares at Deanna and I*")

We had conversations while sitting at the picnic table, but of course, Jessie was listening to her music, and heard nothing. v_v

Eventualy, people came and made us go to the camp fire, where the three of us just sat off in the darkness. (We were all wearing black)

It was funny, 'cause we didn't think it was so dark where we were, but people would come over and be like "Woah! There are people here, I thought I was seeing things."

So then that one church had to leave (By a "church", I mean the kids from a church. People from three different churches came) so everyone was like "aww, good bye", etc. Of course, I didn't really know any of the people very well, but a couple of them still came up to me to hear me giggle again. =P

One girl who's always hyper, came running up to me to hug me and say good bye. I was like "ahhh! Help me! *tries to spray her with bug spray*"

"Fine, no hug for you."

"Fine, no bug spray in the eyes for you."

She's funny. I think I scare her every time she tries to talk to me though. Meh.

So then the remaining two churches all sat around the fire (and made us sit at the fire too) and the head counciler was telling us about how awesome we were, and how the people who owned the camp were gonna get rid of it, but we're the biggest group they've had all year, and they saw how much we liked it here, and we were all nice to the owners and stuff (the owners were the cooks.) so they might keep the place, and…Yeah, it was pretty much just a "you should all be proud of yourselves" speech.

While it was happening, Deanna, Jessie, and I were all on a rickity bench, so we made it fall backwards once. That was funny.

Then when we put it up again, it wasn't very sturdy, so as we were all getting ready to put the fire out, I was like "hmmm…*leans back hard*" and the bench fell over again.

Then while we were waiting for everyone to finish up with the fire, Deanna, Jessie, and I went "star spinning". You know how when you look up, and keep your eye on one star, and spin around in circles? That's star spinning. I didn't really enjoy that too much, 'cause I used to do it a lot with clouds, but meh, Deanna really liked it. =P

So we all went back to the cafeteria, where the lady who works for the camp had left out all the leftover cookies and stuff, for us to eat. (The owners go home after they cook us supper)

It felt really sad, sitting there in the cafeteria eating without that other church there. That church was like, half the kids in the camp, so it was really quiet. From Jessie's church, there was just Jessie, Deanna, Hannah, Nate (her brother), and Me. And from the other church, most of the people were like in their late teens, to early twenties, so it was really weird, compared to the other days.

On the way back to the cabins to go to bed, Jessie was doing cartwheels, and landing on her back, and everyone was laughing at her. Deanna was like "Pfft, she so stole that from you."

So that was the end of day 2.

…Or was it? You'll have to find out once I've done enough schoolwork to get my mom to stop being mad at me. =)</td></tr></table>

Between e-mail 4, and e-mail 5, I went on a bike ride with Deanna and Andrea.

<table style="color: #1b2e7c; border: 1px dashed black; font-size: 10px;"><tr><td><b>E-mail 5</b>

Well, it's been a couple weeks, I think you're now worthy to hear more of the camp story. (Or at least my future-self-through-you should be ready)

k, so we had gone to bed at the end of day 2.

A little while after we went to bed (I don't remember the times at this point, sorry. =P) Luke (one of the councilers. He's really cool, but really quiet, which makes him even cooler.) got out of bed, and went over to the door, and there were loud noises. So nate goes "Luke, what're you doing?" (The cabins were divided up into Two-bunk "cell" kind of things, with one big "hall" running down the middle. Kind of like a prison, but with no bars. =P So we couldn't see the door from our bunks.)

Luke: "Moving a picnic table."

Nate: "What? Why?"

Luke: "The girls put a picnic table up on the railing on the stairs in front of our door." (There were three stairs leading up to the door of the cabin)

Zade: "Meh, we'll get them back tomorow."

Then, this Sunday, <span style="color: red;">[Sunday = bike ride]</span> I found out that it was Deanna's idea to do that.

"I didn't think they'd actualy do it."

If Luke hadn't been there to open the door, I never would have gotten out of the cabin.

Now she knows how to keep me away from her if I ever get too creepy.

"Let me out of this closet! There's no computer in here! Help!"

The next morning we woke up, and went outside, and they had put paper towel all over the councilers' cars. (They're parked outside the cabin)

So before the head councilers, who were in their own staff cabin, came outside, the guys got shaving cream, and put it all over the cars that didn't belong to them. (Except for Zade, he put it on his car.) Then we just blamed it on the girls.

By 8:00, everyone was up, and acting spazmatic about their cars, etc, and heading down to breakfast.

I still had Jessie's sweater-coat-thing, and Deanna still had my sweat shirt. I had put my new camp shirt over jessie's sweater, which I had put on over a t-shirt, so it was really tight, and caused the bottom of the coat/sweater to bulge out at the bottom.

"Nice skirt Rob."

At breakfast, Tim anounced that after breakfast we had to clean our cabins, and pack up, and since the councilers would be cleaning their cars, the girls would have to clean the staff cabin too.

"But we used up all our paper towel on your car."

Cenone, Zade, and the rest of the people-who's-names-I-can't-rember that drove with them had to clean off their car as soon as they had packed, so they didn't help clean up the cabin, and since Luke didn't really participate much in activities at the camp, he had packed his stuff up already, so he started cleaning the cabin will Nate and I packed. (We were the only non-counciler-type-people in the guys cabin who hadn't left the previous day.) Once we were done, we asked if Luke needed help, so he sent me to get some more cleaning supplies for him. When I got back, he said he didn't need any help, so that freed Nate and I up. No one wanted me to help them with their cars (I wonder why) so I just waited for the girls to finish.

After a while, Zade, Nate, Jessie, Hannah, and I (Deanna was done her stuff too, but as usual, she was helping other people with their stuff.) made a circle, and started kicking the soccer ball. I did a bicycle kick and landed on my back. That was fun. Eventualy Deanna finished and came over to play too.

After a couple more minutes, everyone but Jessie, Deanna, and I went off to play volley ball. Deanna really likes soccer though, so we kept playing.

Random stuff happened, a couple rounds of "kick the ball at jessie's head" were played, etc. After about half an hour, Zade and Luke came back, and started playing. A couple minutes later, led by a stick bug, we headed to the volleyball net sand box thing. Zade then forced the three of us to play volleyball until lunch.

After lunch, we sat around the picnic table again until it was time to leave. (Which was about 15 minutes)

In that time, Deanna wrote her signature on my hand, and I in turn, unscrewed the lid from her bugspray, and took out the spray tube thingy inside, and licked it.

Then, I bit my tongue, so that only the tip of it was sticking out, and I touched the end of it to my tongue, where there was no blood circulation ('cause I was biting my tongue) and left it there for a while, letting all the bug spray drip onto my tongue.

"I'm fine. =)"

But as soon as I stopped biting my tongue, it started BURNING LIKE FUCK.

I was like "ow ow ow ow *spit* ow ow ow *spit* Be right back! *runs off to rince out mouth* *comes back* That didn't really help."

So my tongue burned for the rest of the day. When I got home I took a nap, and woke up again, and it was still agitated. I couldn't eat or drink anything for the rest of the day. =P

In the end, she just gave me the bug spray. (it was almost empty anyway,)

The ride back home was pretty cool. I still had Jessie's sweater, and Deanna still had mine, so I took of Jessie's, and it was all dirty on the back, from doing bicycle kicks, and unsucesful frontflips.

"Heh heh, don't tell Jessie."

(We were in a van. Deanna and I were in the very back, Jessie and Hannah were in the middle, and Nate and the pastor dude were in the front.)

Then she took off mine, folded it up nicely, and put it on the seat.

After a while, she let me listen to my CDs on her CD player.

A while later, she and Jessie got out nail polish.

"Want some Rob?"

"Sure."

"k, gimme your hand." (Cheaply holding hands again. =P)

So I had a bright red pinky fingernail. =)

"That looks so wrong."

"It does indeed."

"Want it off?"

"Is it possible to get it off?"

"Yeah, here. *does stuff, without nail polish remover.*"

"There's still a little left."

"Meh, no one will notice. Just don't try and scrape it off with a knife. My brother tried to do that to me once, and cut off half my nail."

Then they dropped me off at home. (Deanna had to tell them how to get there, 'cause I have no idea where the hell I live, yet oddly, she knew. *shifty eyes* creepy.

…Don't say anything about how I'm creepy. <_<)

So they stopped the van in front of my drive way, I got out, grabbed my bags, showed Deanna the new Lexus quickly, then they left, and I snuck downstairs wihtout my parents knowing I was home, and took a nap.

I had left my sweatshirt and CD (in the CD player) in the van, so Deanna kept them at her house.

As soon as she walked in the house, her grandma was like "That's not your sweater!"

So her grandma washed my sweater, before Deanna gave it back. I was like "Aww, now it doesn't smell like you, and I can't sniff it in a creepy manner at night."

Her grandma was like "o0o0o, you wore his clothes."

Heh heh, gotta love her grandma.

So yeah, that was my weekend.

The times that we did stuff was probably a little messed up, but meh, my future-self-through-you won't care.</td></tr></table>

A couple weeks later I went to band camp, but I'll save those stories for the most anoying times possible.

Anyway, this summer has been awesome…For me anyways.

The rest of this is just for me to read back over later in life. (While I'm copying more e-mails, I might as well copy all of them)

<table style="color: #1b2e7c; border: 1px dashed black; font-size: 10px;"><tr><td><b>E-mail to Angela</b>

Well, I took the bus TO church. Then I got a ride back home with Deanna…Sort of.

My parents went to my cottage with my family, and Canadonian's family went with them. So I've been home alone at HIS house, for the week.

So anyway, we were like, a minute from Canadonian's house when her mom asks "So, who's home", and Deanna's like "No one! He's all alone! He's already burnt down half the house, and starved their dogg!"

Nah, she's just like "No one, he's home alone".

And her mom's like "Oh…Well then…Do you want to come over for lunch? I mean, it must be lonely, being there alone for a week."

AND IT WAS! I WAS SO DESPERATE TO GO TO CHURCH! I NEEDED HUMAN INTERACTION!

So anyway, I said "Sure! =D"

And her mom was all like "equals D? wth?"

So then I was all like "omg, you're like, soooo unhip, lawl."

So we turned around, and drove to her house…Sort of…Again.

We stopped to buy bread somewhere, but they didn't have any money, but I did, so ha, and…Yeah. So anyway, me and Deanna went in to buy bread, 'cause I had money, and Deanna's mom didn't want to go into the store.

So anyway, the stuff was about $5, so I paid.

Then we got to her house, and Julia, her yougnest sister, was making little butterfly things to stick to the window, so Deanna's like "Here, go bug Julia, while I get your money." so I…Tried. It wasn't easy…Flippin' smart little girls, and their butterflies…

So then Deanna comes down from her room with 20 bucks. So I pull out 15 bucks…But she wouldn't take it. Then on top of that, she made my buttefly. =(

Then, after a while, Carina, her other sister, who's younger than Deanna, but older than Julia, came along, with stick-on tatoos. So I got a wolf tatoo. Yay!

So then after that, her Grandma came in, blowing some random whistle, and telling us that lunch was ready.

Her grandma is funny. They got her to start saying "yo" and stuf. =P

So then I ate the biggest meal I've eaten all week, which they didn't think was very much…It was like, a scoop of salad, a piece of chicken, a shirmp, and a potato. How is that not a lot?

The chicken was spicy…I thought so anyway. Naturaly, Deanna and her sisters dissagreed.

Then, I ate the shrimp…Minus the head, and aparntly I also missed part of the meat in it's tail. And apparently it's guts were still intact, so I had to cut off the shell, and cut the shrimp, and pull out that vein thingy, and…Blah. So complicated! *cries*

Heh, I suck at cutting little shrimp. Deanna went and got me a massive knife, that had apparently been used to cut down trees, or something.

I eventualy gave up trying to get the vein out, and just ate the damn thing.

Then I moved on to the potato, and that was...Fun/awkward. I got to cut the potato with the big knife. =D

(I don't eat much other than rice and cereal, so yeah…)

Then her cousin's daughter came over, and we all went on the trampoline.

Then we went swimming…Sort of.

Her and her dad (and her three older brothers were supposed to help, but they didn't do much) spent a week putting together their pool.

Then last week, it broke apart again, and all the water went spilling out, and teh liner ripped, and, blah…They were like "aww…Fuck."

So anyway, they had gotten it back together, and were filling up the pool that day. So it was like, a quarter full when I got there.

So anyway, by the time we were done on the trampoline, it was a bit more than a quarter full, and her mom was like "do you guys wanna go in?"

At first I thought she was joking, but we ended up going in. Holy crap it was cold. I just sat curled up in the corner of the pool, shivering, while her little sisters and cousin's daughter (From now on, I'm just going to call her cousin's daughter, her cousin…Just 'cause it's quicker. =P) were splashing me, and spraying me with the hose and stuff.

Then deanna came out from changing into her bathing suit, and got all mad at them.

It would have been a lot funnier, if I wasn't frozen. =P

So I eventualy got out of the pool, then Deanna, then Carina. Julia and her cousin (I don't remember her name. =P) stayed in the pool a bit longer.

Then…I don't remember what happened. We kept going on the trampoline, then the pool, and doing random stuff, and…Yeah.

Then we had soup for supper. I was still so full from lunch, but I managed to eat it all anyway.

Then we all sat around for a couple hours doing tatoos. Then Andrew came down, and…OH! I forgot!

Deanna's sisters/cousin had gone inside, and we were just sitting beside her pool talking about…I think we were talking about her hair at the time. (I'd given back the hairclip thing I wrote about in my last entry, so that's what started it)

So anyway, we're just sitting there on the railing on her pool deck thingy, and a car pulls into her driveway. (She's got like, a side yard, which is like, a front yard, and…Yeah…basicaly, everything is out in her front/side yard, where everyone can see)

So anyway, a car pulls into her driveway, and Deanna's like "Oh shit.." and drops down off the railing. So I look over, and see the car pulling in, and there was a guy isnide it. (All the guys in her family scare me) So I'm like "*eep* *drops down too*"

"It's my brother…Quick, what's your excuse?"

"For what?"

"Living."

That was funny…But scary. More scary than funny actualy. So anyway, he gets out of his car, and Carina runs up to him, and Deanna's like "Oh good, she's gonna go suck up to him."

So he gets out of his car, and Carina's there, talking to him, and he locks his eyes on me, and starts walking towards me, with Carina following him, talking and stuff.

I found he walks very slowly…So me and Deanna are sitting there, and the guy is taking so long to get to us, that Deanna started telling me about what he said he'd do to the guy she goes out with. (Her family doesn't really know about us…So yeah…)

"…Standing there with a baseball bat, and…k, he's almost here…"

So he gets to where we are, and starts talking about the pool. Then he went on the trampoline for a minute, then went inside.

"Wow, I can't believe he didn't say anything about you."

So anyway, back to the tatoo parlour after supper. They brought out cookies, but I was so full I could only eat two! TWO! I wanted to eat the whole bag. =(

So then Andrew (the brother that came home…Who's in his late 20s I think) came downstairs, and we hooked him up wit' a few tatoos.

Oh! You know that spiderman necklace thing Carina gave me? I couldn't get it on, 'cause it's got one of those clip things, that most necklaces do, that I can't get on, 'cause it hurts my thumb.

So anyway, Carina puts it on for me, and while she's doing it, she's like "nice bracelet *snicker*"

And Deanna's like "Yup, we hook him up wit' all his jewlery yo."

Yeah, so anyway, after tatooing everyone for a couple hours, we went back out and watched Julia and her cousin swim around, playing games and stuff in the still-not-full pool.

rofl, Kayla (deathbymurder on sitdiary) just came on AIM, and was like "GUESS WHAT HAPPENED!" and she showed me a picture of her bleeding nose. ('cause…Wow, I guess you've never seen that picture of my bleeding nose. Unless you read that one entry with it. It's here: http://photobucket.com/albums/v224/FirestormX/?action=view¤t=robbleeding.jpg)

k, so anyway, it was like, 9:30, and the ground was all muddy 'cause..Well, the pool kinda fell apart there, so yeah..Anyway, the result was a bunch of mosquitos. So Deanna's like there's bug spray on the table", so I got it, and started spraying myself like crazy, and it got all in my mouth and stuff. (Hey, I don't spray myself with stuff very often)

Then Deanna and Carina were spraying each other in the eye with the bug spray and stuff. "Ow, that burns…*waits a few seconds*…*sprays Carina in the eye with it*" "Ow! If I'm blind, I'm gonna steal your knife!"

So yeah. Then mosquitos kept coming at me, so I sprayed myself in the mouth some more.

Then Julia got out of the pool, and I'm like "noo! Stay in the pool! Be gone with you!" And I went to spray her with the bug spray, but I was holding it backwards, and it went in my face.

That actualy happened a couple times. Julia was just sitting there beside me, and every so often, I'd go to spray her in the eyes, and I'd spray myself by accident.

I hit her ONCE…But that time I was aiming at her feet…Just to be safe. By the time I aimed at her eyes, she had pulled a towel over her head.

Then she started poking me in the eye…With the bug spray on her hands (I sprayed her fingers, while they were holding the towel over her eyes)

So that hurt.

I'm like "grrr, I'm gonna throw your pants in the water."

Oh! Did I tell you about when we threw Carina's pants in? No I did not.

Carina had just got her pants and shirt on over her bathing suit after swimming earlier that day, then Julia and her cousin wanted her to come back in, so she took off her shirt and pants, and went back in.

So while they were swimming, me and Deanna were on the trampoline, then Deanna's like "Watch, they're gonna do some messed up dance"

So we watch them for a minute, then we go up and sit on the railing around the deck thingy beside the pool, and she's like "Do it again, or we'll throw your pants in."

So they did it again, with Carina feeling all awkward. It was funny. =P

Then Carina got out, and dried off, and when she turned around, Deanna threw Carina's pants into the pool anyway.

So then Carina turns around, and she's like

"Grrr"

"I didn't do it!"

So she got them out of the pool, and went to hang them on the clothesline behind the house. So while she was doing that, Deanna's like "wanna sneak around the other way, and steal them again?"

So that was fun. We went around, and grabbed her pants all mission imposible style.

But she caught us sneaking back around the house. =(

But later that evening, Julia managed to get her hands on Carina's pants, and we put them back in the water. =P

So anyway, after swallowing a couple litres of bug spray, we went on the trampoline, and I tried to do the splits in midair, and land them (Julia can do that…It's amazing) and it didn't work out too well.

Then her dad got home with the van, which had my bike in it…I had ridden my bike to my friend's house, and then bussed from her house, so on the way home from church, we picked up my bike. (Remember how we were like, a minute from home, before we turned around to go back to Deanna's)

So anyway, now that we had my bike and backpack back, I had to go home.

So I tried to give Deanna back 10 bucks (She said 15 was too much, so I figured 10 would work) but she wouldn't take it, so I held it out, and said I'd drop it.

"So drop it."

So I did…Then ran in the opposite direction of the van. So she picked up the money, and followed me.

Then I had to turn around to get to the van, so I turned around, and went past her, and she somehow got the money into my hand.

I just walked past, and I'm like "Woah! How the hell did you do that?!"

I mean, I felt her hand, but I didn't notice the money go into my hand, or that I had closed my hand.

So yeah, that was scary.

So then she came along on the drive home (Her mom drove me home…Which is good, 'cause she doesn't seem to hate me…But her dad…is scary)

Since I hadn't slept in a little under 48 hours, I was like, dozing off in the back seat, and her mom starts talking about which way to go, and I'm like "go that way!"

"Their house is over this way…"

"Oh…Heh heh…Whoops."

And…That's all I realy have to say about that day.

Except that the Canadonian's family got home that evening, and I had left a note on matt's door, that said in big bold letters "I'VE RUN AWAY FROM HOME!" then in little letters underneath: "actualy, I've jsut bussed to church, and if I'm not back by the time you get home, I'm fixing Andrea's computer".

So they got home, and I wasn't at Andreas, but aparently they told Canadonian's mom that I had gone to Deanna's, so they called their house, and blah blah blah, so basicaly, they wanted me home by 11.

So they dropped me off at 10:55. =P

Oh, and I tried to get the money to Deanna, by throwing the money in her window as her mom was pulling out, but she grabbed it all, and threw it back out, and closed the window.

I was like "heh, I'm glad there's no cops around. I probably look like a male hooker, getting money from someone's car window."

So yeah. Now I need a plan to get the money back to her.</td></tr></table>

<table style="color: #1b2e7c; border: 1px dashed black; font-size: 10px;"><tr><td><b>E-mail to Angela, about going to Deanna's house</b>

Wow, my computer has been deadish for the past couple of days, and I've barely slept since saturday, so I've forgoten most of what happened when my youth group had it's party thingy there. =P

Actualy, I've forgoten everything signifigant except for spraying my cupcake with bugspray and eating it.

Oh, and remember how before people would throw stuff at me, and I'll fall backwards off the trampoline? We were doing that again, and I was laying on my back, with the air knocked out of me, and Deanna's little sister runs around the trampoline, and gives me a stick with buds on it, and says "Put this in your mouth, and say 'Hi Deanna'".

So I pop up beside Deanna (Everyone was sitting around the edge of the trampoline talking…We rarely jump on the trampoline. =P) with it in my mouth, and said it. 'twas funny.

Oh, we played with hoolahoops a lot. Me and Deanna held the hoolahoop for Julia, and we kept spinning it whenever she tried to jump through it, and Julia got all mad, and started chasing me. She's cute. XD

Everyone who was there was fighting over the three hoolahoops though, so they kinda got broken. =(

Oh, and remember that 15 bucks I owed Deanna? She gave me another 5 bucks. One of the guys in the youth group was like "I want money!" So she pulls out 5 bucks and throws it at the guy. (She's as loose with money as I am. =P) Then the guy was just like "Meh, nevermind." and throws it at me. So then I tried to give it back to Deanna, but she's like "Ha, now you've gotta keep that money too!"

So anyway, as I was leaving, I threw the money (There were four five dollar bills) on the trampoline, and ran to my van. (with electric doors)

So I'm standing there waiting for the door to open, and Deanna's little sister runs up behind me and gives me one of my 5 dollars. Then dan (youth leader guy) came up, and showed me his laser cut key, that can open the windows when you unlock the car, and blah blah blah, and I know nothing about cars, so I just stood there nodding for like 30 seconds, then I saw Deanna coming around with the other 15 bucks, so I'm like "Uhh, yeah, that's awesome. Can you give this to Deanna tomorow at church? Thanks, sorry. *runs away from Deanna*"

So I get chased down to one end of the street, then I turn around, and go back to past Dan, and he's just like "you guys are rediculus", and gets in his car.

So anyway, that at was like 10:00. It was pretty fun running away from money in the dark.

Then on Sunday (next day) me and this other kid who's site I'm hosting, tried to give Deanna the 15 bucks I had. (Dan forgot the 5 bucks. <_<. Oh, and the whole youth group thing was outside)

That was fun. "You help me give her back her money, or no more hosting for you."

We tried a couple of ways. The first couple of trys resulted in getting chased by people trying to give me money. It brought me back to my days as a male prostitute. *zones out*

I kept running out of breath and falling down, so I always got the money back. =(

Man, my legs hurt so much when I got home. (Aparently I'm out of shape.)

Then everyone went back into church except me and Tino. (Tino = helper kid with horribly thought out plans)

So we're sneaking around Deanna's van, trying to find a place to put the money. We tried lots of places, but the money would always ge wet. (It was drizzling out)

We were just going to stick the money in my pretty much empty wallet, and stick it under the windshield wipers, but I'd have to make sure that she noticed it before her parents, and if I was there to make sure that she was the first one, she'd be able to just chase me, and give it back.

So anyway, we're standing there planning, and Deanna just walks around the corner of the van out of nowhere, so we're like "*fake panic* Run!" so we run around and duck behind another car, and she comes around that car too "She found us again! Ahh!"

So Tino ran off with the money, but I stayed and tried to get her to take the money which Tino had, and…Well, a long story short, none of me or Tino's talking got her to keep the money for very long.

So finally I got her grandma to get her to keep the money.

I got home and felt bad for having to get her grandma to have Deanna take the money, but meh. The next day, she e-mailed and was like "Meh, I should have just taken the money."

Her grandma is cool.

So anyway, I went to her house AGAIN the next day (monday) this time it was just us and her sisters. First we sat around on the trampoline, and got Julia to try jump through the hoolahoop some more. "Fine, I'll hold it so you can go through…" then as soon as she started to jump toward the hole: "If you've got enough skills *twist the hoolahoop so she can't go through*"

…I'm easily amused by my own antics.

Oh, before that, Julia gave me four neon bracelet things. Two bright pink ones, a purple one, and an orange one. Then today my cousin, who is also named Julia, came to drop off my brother's wallet, and was like "nice bracelets."

So I'm gonna give the bracelets back. I mean, if my cousin thinks they're nice, they must be horrible. I mean, her fashion sense is HORIBLE! Nah, I'm just kidding. Don't tell her I said that.

Then we went inside and played pool. The first time it was just Deanna and I (she won) then Julia and Carina wanted to play, so Julia was on my team, and Carina was on Deanna's team. We lost the first time, and Deanna/Carina lost the second time. Both times was because we forgot to call what pocket we were shooting the 8 ball into. I blame our loss on Julia. She should have reminded me. <_<

Then we started watching Gone in 60 Seconds. (Deanna's favorite movie) About half an hour into the movie, I had to leave (=()

Aparently Carina had tried to count how many times I laughed during the movie, but didn't know exactly how many times. She estimated at least 90 times.

So yeah, Gone in 60 Seconds is a hilarious movie.

Deanna explained some stuff to me during the movie, 'cause like I said, I know nothing about cars. =P

Uhh…Yeah…

It's like 3:00am, and I've barely slept since Saturday, 'cause of my stupid computer, so I can't remember much else…

Oh, Carina was talking about the movie before we watched it, and was like "Oh Deanna, what's the name of that stupid guy?…The computer guy…The one that gets shot." And Deanna's like "=O Carina! Robbie's right there!" and I'm like "The stupid computer guy that gets shot eh…"

*shrugs* It's funnier when you've barely slept in two days.

k, nap time…</td></tr></table>

<table style="color: #1b2e7c; border: 1px dashed black; font-size: 10px;"><tr><td><b>Another time</b>

k, uhhh, first I tried to give the neon bracelets back to Deanna's little sister, but she's like "Nooo, keep them."

Me: "But people are laughing at me!"

Deanna: "Because it's funny."

Then I got invited to her house for lunch again, but a bunch of her cousins and stuff were there, and they kept glaring at me, and stuff, it was scary. o_o

They all went out to some party about half an hour after I got there though.

Then her and her sisters tried to get me to eat everything in the house. (I only ate a piece of chicken.)

Then we watched the end of gone in 60 seconds. My how I laughed, and laughed, and laughed, and laughted.

Then we played pool, and I won all but the last time. (She kept getting it down to the 8 ball, but it would always miss the pocket she called for it to go in, and went in a different one, and she would loose…Either that or she'd sink the 8ball too soon)

Then we played foosball, and aparently her friend had named the team wearing all black after me. (I only have black clothes)

Then I had to go.

Oh, and a long time ago she went to a wedding, and she got a new dress for it, and I was like "I wanna see you in it."

So now, a month or two later, she gave me a picture of her in the dress. =)</td></tr></table>

k, that will be fun to read when I'm old and senile.

btw, the car cost $700 to get fixed. I dented it and scratched it in two places.

And honestly, the paint isn't too much to buy, and I can fix the dent with pliars…Fucking grrr.

It was estimated that it'd be like 2000, so yay, only 700.

<table style="color: #1b2e7c; border: 1px dashed black; font-size: 10px;"><tr><td><b>E-mail to Deanna</b>

Sorry I keep mentioning the car, a lot of things just remind me about it.

Like, we'll stop at a stop light, and I see a nice car, and the car behind it is like, a full car away from the back of it, and I'm just like "Heh heh, that driver is scared that he'll…Dent…the…$4,000 bumper…Fuck."

Honestly, who the hell makes a 4,000 bumper for a car?! And who actualy goes and looks for a little spot of un-even paint on a car? And what's wrong with just taking a pair of pliers, and straighting out that dent on that thing that's above the tires?

Grrr.

I'm gonna be like Mr. Lamborgini, and go talk to the owner of Lexus. "Hey buddy, your cars are crap. You should make the car pure, thick, metal, with a slightly spongy texture on the outside, so that no matter how often you scratch it, you can just re-paint it, and it'll look even. And why do you have sensors on the bumpers, if they're not gonna do anything?! They should deploy an airbag or something!"

Then, Mr Lexus person will kick me out of his office, and I'll get all pissed off, and create a much nicer car. It'll be like a fuckin' tank. And it'll kick so much ass. And I'll call it a Toyot–Wait…Shit. I can't call it a Toyota.

What should I call it?…*remebers back to Tim at camp. "Honda is a last name…I think Toyota is a last name too.."*

I'll call it a…*looks around desk* Damnit, everything is already a brand name.

…I'll call it a Duke. Short and simple.

So anyway, my Duke will be awesome, and everyone will be like "Woah, the Duke is so much better than the Lexus, and we're willing to pay more money on it, because I can crash it all I want! And it looks sexy too. All square, with a unix box in the middle, a knife tray in the glove compartment, and a big .50cal gun on the roof…I WANT IT SO BADLY!"

After a couple years of seeing how hard it is to cause damage to itself, as well as other cars (due to the heavy duty airbags in the bumpers) the goverment will eventualy require you to have insurance ONLY if you're not driving a Duke.

Of course, I'll have to patent it all, especialy the stuff like the airbag in the bumper, that should be able to cushion an impact up to 30km/h!(*gasp*) If I can develop and patent all these saftey features that prevent damage to other cars, before other companies can, I'll build up a polygomy, because everyone will want to buy a Duke, because insurance is optional.

TAKE THAT PERSON IN CHARGE OF LEXUS!

Heh, I could replace Lexus in the global Toyota family. (Lexus is part of Toyota…Which you probably already knew.)</td></tr></table>

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