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(enfp, future peripatetic and/or cat owner)

Monday, July 27, 2009

The last 24 hours.

The night before my friend left, he made me stay up.
We walked out to the bridge as the sun was rising, and we lay on our backs for a very long time before our youth minister called us to tell us his mom was coming. Then his parents took a while packing all his stuff and we talked about the road trip and our future.
As his car pulled out, he stuck his hand out the sun window of his car and we started waving to each other and we didn't stop waving until his car made a right turn at the street.
I was still waving for a few seconds until I was sure he was gone.

In the morning Bible study, I was falling asleep in the prayers.

We met up at Chipotle's afterwards.
As we waited for it to open at 11 AM, we found a bee. It was stuffing a hole in the brick with mulch, but every time it stuffed a large piece, three pieces of mulch would fall out. It was oblivious to this, apparently, because the ground was littered with mulch around his hole-in-the-brick. He would also get lost and confuse one of the many other identical holes around his nest to be his from time to time.
What a frustrating endeavor.

For lunch, me, my sisters, and a boy shared a burrito. I hate how have to make the steak so spicy.

We watched Up afterwards, and then I stayed at church watching my friends play Call of Duty until 4, when I went over to one of my friends' house and played Red Alert 2 until 10 that night.
"They hide behind their technology like skeerd cheeldrin."

I fell asleep as soon as I got in bed.

I wonder if maybe I'll get stressed out in Taiwan.
I wish I could grab a bunch of balloons one day and sail away from the strict boarding school and all that and land in America.

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