Best Day

I underestimated what fun you can fill a lonely night with. Last night, of all the nights, was the most awesome. I really don't know where to start, but here I go rambling.

[flashback] It all started when I was blogging yesterday, my post about what we did that day. Then Alex, Jo Jo, and me went for a walk. To the library. I met this mega-sized Curious George, and we talked about black girl hair. Uh, pretty much that was it. It took a while and was enjoyable. I saw a secret garden on the way. Oh, and Jonathon is obviously a compulsive liar, he has to rehearse them in his head before he goes to bed. I have never lied to my parents. And Alex doesn't like chicken... The "N" word is over publicized. And black people can talk about white people, but not vice-versa. Something about baby pee in the face--what?! Oh eff. There's kids here. The coffee was cheaper here. I think our job interview went well. I wish we could ride golf carts everwhere on campus. Alex is so random... Oh, and I can apparently go to a school in D.C. for free cuz I'm white. But that's as cool as Jonathon and Alex going to Harvard free of charge.. Darn, I wish I was black.

Then I got back and we played Egyptian Ratscrew, or Gypsy. I totally won. That got really boring, and we were hungry so Meagan, Ruth, and Lauren took my unwanted Cheerios. We made art, and my Meatwad was the best. Then Meagan tried to shove more Cheerios in her mouth than me, but I totally won at that, too. Oh, then Meagan tried to squirt Capri Sun in her mouth with her head down. I think she had three different stains on her pants by the end of the night. We wanted to move our mattresses in the living room and sleep together, but it was too late and we're lazy. This is not posted by Meagan McSexy... Lauren wanted to go to bed, and I took a five second shower. We talked of our parents' relationship. We talked about soccer positions. We talked about ignorant people who talk politics. We talked about throw up on carnival rides. I dunno, we just talked about so much that I can't remember.

I'm gonna miss this bunch of kiddos. I am gonna miss 'journaling'. I am gonna go back home and either sleep all day or play softball. Boring... I miss my brother, though. We're GOING TO have a sleepover someday... We'll meet in Hattiesburg. Just not in Hattiesburg Hall. I dunno where I'm going to college, but I think Southern is really fun.