I love those weeds that like to take control of a whole field. You know those ones that the farmers hate? I love them a lot. They add color to the world. The yellow color makes me happy, and reminds me to smile often.
I also love those clear things that fall from the sky. You know the ones that look like tears? They make me happy, and sad. I love the smell afterwards. I'm sure heaven will smell like what the world smells like after it rains.
I love those boys that use their feet to kick around a ball. Not only are they attractive when they do so, but they are also good at it. Yesterday they played in a game, and won 0-7. They were in good moods, and I like it when they are in good moods. Sometimes I sit in my car, and do homework, and talk to friends while they have practice. They think I am creeping; which I sometimes am, but who cares.
Soccer players become 10x more attractive when they play in the rain. ;)
I was expecting a letter from my missionary today.
I did not receive one. Although I did receive one from his brother. I'm guessing my letter got lost in the mail. I guess I get to write another one, and send it to....SPAIN! My missionaries are in Spain. Can you believe it? Because I certainly can't.
I also love those clear things that fall from the sky. You know the ones that look like tears? They make me happy, and sad. I love the smell afterwards. I'm sure heaven will smell like what the world smells like after it rains.
I love those boys that use their feet to kick around a ball. Not only are they attractive when they do so, but they are also good at it. Yesterday they played in a game, and won 0-7. They were in good moods, and I like it when they are in good moods. Sometimes I sit in my car, and do homework, and talk to friends while they have practice. They think I am creeping; which I sometimes am, but who cares.
Soccer players become 10x more attractive when they play in the rain. ;)
I was expecting a letter from my missionary today.
I did not receive one. Although I did receive one from his brother. I'm guessing my letter got lost in the mail. I guess I get to write another one, and send it to....SPAIN! My missionaries are in Spain. Can you believe it? Because I certainly can't.
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