this was.. wonderful.

no sarcasm, either. it was so cool.

it looks boring, but it only gets boring near the end. here goes.

paddy sent me some "playa hatah" texts today. that was exciting. except i didn't know it was him, so someone else gave me his number. he thought he was so smart, doing it anonymously through a text. he texted me about my obsession with marion and diana [diana, who i really don't like anymore] and how they are all i talk about. because paddy and i are just the closest of friends and we talk all the time. are you puzzled, too? anyways. i only swore once in eight texts and he typed two. mostly he just called me gay and mature stuff like that, but i used actual evidence. you know, the true kind. the type of thing that isn't just shouting "GAY GAY GAY" and that makes him just shut up and stop flattering himself with the notion that i would care about someone afraid to tell me their name. someone with such a lack of creativity. it kind of hurt, that he couldn't put the effort in to think of a better waste of my time than that. it made me really happy, though, because i like laughing at people who try to make me pissed off and fail miserably.

my dad wondered why i was laughing, but i didn't think he would understand.

then i did some work outside. heather is going to paint the bottom of the house [those ugly cinderblocks] so i had to scrape all the chipping paint and sweep all the spiderwebs and grass. that took a while.

but we have a soccer net in our backyard now [i built it!] and it's not full size but it's pretty close. taking about a hundred shots a day has made me a lot better. i don't know how long it will last if i stop, so i'm planning on not stopping until the soccer season starts. i'm thinking about having someone help me move it into the unused field next door. then i would have a little bit of room. it's still a lot of fun, though. whatever.