Homecoming
ok, homecoming dance sucked. there was like, no one signifagant there to talk to. also, the music was crapy. i could have done a better job. so camden and i just ended up talking for like 45 minutes because he didn't know how to dance. (he needs dancing lessons, and he refuses to take any.) anyway, we left, and we went to starbucks in town square. and talked some more. he almost killed me by making me choke on my hot cocoa. so after that, we decided to rent a movie from blockbuster (which ended up to be borat, and it was morally wrong and hilarious at the same time. so says camden.) and we went to his house to watch it. and no we did not do anything that jesus would do. anyway, his mom gave me something more comfortable to wear (sweats) so i could watch the movie comfortably. we finished the movie like, half an hour ago and i'm at home right now. so it was a pretty interesting night. except for the dance. which really sucked. anyway, good night.
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