My bike came in today. It's awesome! Silver, black, and sleek. It's a hybrid-ish thing so that I can use it like a mountain bike but on road too, though it won't take the most extreme of off-road things. My mom's, which was the exact same down to every last detail (size and color; they only had one), was supposed to come at the same time, but it didn't. My mom's bike was a wreck because the brakes were messed up, and mine was too small, and had been that way. When I brought it home, and the neighborhood came biking by, I mentioned my new bike, and then it had a fanclub, the biggest fan being B. I think his enthusiasm was kinda because, well, he likes to have extreme reactions to things. What a very exciting world he must live in. He swore he was getting one just like it, the same style. XD The three took turns riding. XD XD
So after T had left, a guy B, T, and BW play with because of skate boarding, B and T convinced me to go up to get waterice with them. When we were about to bike back home, I dunno what I did, but I messed up the gears. I freaked too, and my brother was joking about it the entire time. I swear I thought I killed it. I guess I hit the gears while I was staying still, and that's not a good thing. But anyway, I came home and put my bike away. My calf kinda hurt, and when I looked at it, I had this deep gash from an inch below the knee and down. It was really cool, and I have no idea what I did. I think it was when I messed up my gears and maybe jammed the pedal along my leg. My pants were torn just a little, and when I flipped the botton inside out, there was all this _stuff_ below the tear. And it was skin! How cool is that!? It wasn't really hurting then, and I guess it still isn't now either. But whatever. And I was laughing when my mom washed it out with soap. Mom was comparing her injuries to mine, too, and then I brought in the fishhook. Mom did a ton of crazy stuff and had to get stitches and fix broken bones, all of that. Along with picking gravel out of her legs. I've never broken a bone in my life. XD But the fishhook is pretty bad...
Oh, we were up in the tree, and somehow, the topic got to creation theory. XD A highschooler, middle-schooler, and an elementary-schooler cannot possibly have a sane topic together about this. I tried to explain evolution, but B didn't get it. So he informed him about his theory, which doesn't invole God, he says, because he doesn't like god. (???) Anyway, some alienes from some galaxy came over with people and animals and put them on lots of planets. They come back everyone in a while to look at our technology, and those are the UFO sightings. Eventually they'll reveal themselves to us.
*tosses Lisa band-aids* Use wisely, little one. XD
Hehehehehe...
I want to play four square, but G can't play, and neither of them want to get evil Joe either.
Aww *huggles for Lovey*.
I so should've been working on my Geo project... but at least I got the poster board and library book that I needed. Now I just need pressure.
Listening to Evanescence. Ironically, I love life to death right now. And *huggles* for all. I hope no one has to go through crap; I wouldn't wish it on anyone.
So after T had left, a guy B, T, and BW play with because of skate boarding, B and T convinced me to go up to get waterice with them. When we were about to bike back home, I dunno what I did, but I messed up the gears. I freaked too, and my brother was joking about it the entire time. I swear I thought I killed it. I guess I hit the gears while I was staying still, and that's not a good thing. But anyway, I came home and put my bike away. My calf kinda hurt, and when I looked at it, I had this deep gash from an inch below the knee and down. It was really cool, and I have no idea what I did. I think it was when I messed up my gears and maybe jammed the pedal along my leg. My pants were torn just a little, and when I flipped the botton inside out, there was all this _stuff_ below the tear. And it was skin! How cool is that!? It wasn't really hurting then, and I guess it still isn't now either. But whatever. And I was laughing when my mom washed it out with soap. Mom was comparing her injuries to mine, too, and then I brought in the fishhook. Mom did a ton of crazy stuff and had to get stitches and fix broken bones, all of that. Along with picking gravel out of her legs. I've never broken a bone in my life. XD But the fishhook is pretty bad...
Oh, we were up in the tree, and somehow, the topic got to creation theory. XD A highschooler, middle-schooler, and an elementary-schooler cannot possibly have a sane topic together about this. I tried to explain evolution, but B didn't get it. So he informed him about his theory, which doesn't invole God, he says, because he doesn't like god. (???) Anyway, some alienes from some galaxy came over with people and animals and put them on lots of planets. They come back everyone in a while to look at our technology, and those are the UFO sightings. Eventually they'll reveal themselves to us.
*tosses Lisa band-aids* Use wisely, little one. XD
Hehehehehe...
I want to play four square, but G can't play, and neither of them want to get evil Joe either.
Aww *huggles for Lovey*.
I so should've been working on my Geo project... but at least I got the poster board and library book that I needed. Now I just need pressure.
Listening to Evanescence. Ironically, I love life to death right now. And *huggles* for all. I hope no one has to go through crap; I wouldn't wish it on anyone.
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