I was thinking that it was probably about time to write a new post, seeing I haven’t written in awhile.
Two days ago was Saturday. Grandma’s house. I rode four-wheelers and pulled a muscle in my ribs. I didn’t know it then, but that was going to hurt really bad. I mean REALLY bad.
Yesterday was Sunday. Church. We went to the school and played Capture the Flag. Yesterday was when that muscle started hurting.
Today is Monday. Pain. I woke up with searing pain, and it hurts to even take a deep breath. Seriously, this is bad. It really stinks when it hurts to even move.
Tomorrow is Tuesday. Horsebackriding. I don’t even want to think about it. I don’t want to think about how bad it’s going to hurt when I go over a jump on horseback. But, knowing myself, I going to do it anyway.
On Wednesday, we’re probably going shopping or something.
On Thursday, we might go see City of Ember. My dad said that it was dumb, but we’re probably going anyway. Finally, a clean movie.
On Friday, it’s Friday School, Rilaiss is coming over, and we’re going to the 4H Leaders’ Forum.
And on Saturday, I don’t know.
On Sunday, we start all over again.
So that’s what’s happened, and what’s going to happen.
I’m going to go look at drawings of my book that I’ve made.
Anwari
Oh…I’m sooo sorry I made you play capture the flag. *snicker* But at least I got you to do something for a change besides day dreaming about Riddle and…
Ha, ha.
Sarcasm reigns here.
You’r'e a great friendly enemy.
On my top 5 enemy list.
Maybe even top 3.
Actually, you might be the 1# enemy on my enemy list.
Ha, ha!
Then if I’m your friendly enemy start acting like it.
What do you mean?
Start acting like I’m your enemy.
What, you mean that I don’t treat you meanly enough? I’ll gladly do that if you want me to.
If only you could have heard what Becky said on Sunday…but that’s TOO mean, so I won’t tell you. *Grins.*
Is that what you two were talking about at the park, or was it on the way to the park.?
Tell me I don’t mind.
When we were leaving.
And no, I’m not going to tell you.
Why?
Because you’ll get really mad and totally deny what she said.
And it’s funny to see you keep asking about it.
Hey, look! I’m commenting as M! (This is Trevor)
YAY!!! Her info was filled out in the form fields when I went to the comment section! Now I can MAKE A MILLION COMMENTS ON EVERY POST!!!!!!
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Boring ppl R boring.
Hehheh. I just got a warning message that said:
You are posting comments too quickly. Slow down.
I’m going to go comment on another post now!
Wow, Trev.
Wow, Trev.
Weird!