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hehehehe. Today was interesting...well...kinda. Grrr. I kept being attacked by this one stupid ass fly that stays in this bedroom all night long and all morning. It was half dead or something I don't know. Last night my cousin forced me to go to the webpage for some movie called "Feardotcom", so I went there. For those who want to go. Any ways, we went there and there was this stupid clock on the flash page that says "You have 48 hours to live", because that has to do with the plot of the movie. Well, first of all it was actually going by minutes. So we sat there, trying as hard as we could to stay awake just to see what would happen. I'm not going to say, you can go find out yourself, or if you don't want to go just send me a note or something and I'll tell you. LoL. Not that it's anything special...*cough* Well...back to today. The first thing I remember is eating SPAM. Then of course, we went to the beach, but at least this time we went to a different beach. It was a nice beach, it had a park and basketball court and...a Snapple machine. The beach was pretty crowded but something amusing happend. My cousin and I were both deadly tired so we just sat down and didn't care how we just wanted to sit. Well right in front of us there was these three guys playing volleyball. One had normal length trunks but he rolled him up. This other guy had ugly ass green/white stripped shorts which were...very short. Then the third guy was normal. Any ways, they had a very strange way of playing volleyball. They hit it with their heads or they kicked it but it took like an hour before they started playing with their hands. Yes...they scared us greatly. We were terrafied that the ball was going to come near is. Well it almost did but this other guy stopped it then the guy with the rolled up shorts went up to that guy and said in some accent, "Hello! How are you?". Heh. It turned out their little sitting area was right by ours. It also turned out they weren't American, because they didn't speak any English at all and had a heavy accent. That might be the reason they had a different style of playing volleyball, so now I kind of understood why they hit it with their heads. I think they were Brazillian, I'm not sure. A fourth one came and my cousin thought he was cute! Hahaha. Well that's basically all. I got to go, talk to you later!!! :) Oh yea, yet another strange quote from a stupid little kid at the beach... "Gnarly steps!" WTF? |