What do we do? We swim, swim, swim.
So, we got in the pool
By we I mean: me, Margaret, Samantha, and Courtney.
Sam nearly went into hypothermia.
But other than that it was pretty chill.
We kept calling Alec.
I'm sure I'll hear about it tomorrow.
Oh well.
We were having fun.
I'm still wet.
I should probably change.
Yeast infections are not good.
Margaret is laughing at me.
Because I definitely sounded "infections" out in order to spell it.
I'm a loser.
Sam walked home wet and pantless.
I hope she doesn't get raped.
She's supposed to call me when she gets home.
She hasn't called yet.
OMG!
OVENS READY!
THAT MEANS PIZZA ROLLS!
Gotta go!
Peace Homies.
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