In the wake of Saturday

Today was fun. Woke up, went to Valley Fair, mom bought me a jacket. What a weirdo, she's all, wake up, we're going to the mall, and then she asks me what I want, like it was my idea to go or something. Weird. But that's cool, I don't mind. Love the lady, of course. Then we went to my Aunt's house for her birthday party. Dope, son. Word. My cousins are so fuckin funny. They went to the flea market to buy a bunch of fake bling, and then they busted in the party all fake-blinged out. So funny. I just cracked up. They're hilarious.

So we played lots of Hold Em (I won everything once), I babysat my cutie cousin Angelina, played music, looked for some Cocktail shakers with my cousin, and played silly face games with the young ones. Fun stuff. Oh yes, and we visited the elementary school. Memories, man. Memories. Love it. We swung on the swings, and everything looked so small compared to how they seemed to be in the eyes of a ten-year-old. Got me all nostalgic and stuff. And then thinking about when I used to come from the middle school to pick up my cousin and sister and buy them ice cream everyday from the ice cream man. Those were the days. Poo. Poo for growing up. But then yay.

THANK YOU TYRONE. YOU ROCK. I OWE YOU.

Uhm....so that's my day. Lots of fun stuff. And weird stuff. But hey, shit like that happens.

Thank you for reading.