Yesterday...

Yesterday was...interesting, to say the least. It kinda sucked on my part, though. I don't know if it just wasn't my day, or what, but I got so many bruises it's not even funny. First, I fell down the stairs, which was weird, because I wasn't even running like I normally am. So now my back and the back of my legs hurt. Hmm...I can't remember most of the stuff. But my mom accidentally kicked me in the knee, my brother elbowed me, and I ran my hand into a wall and my dresser. And now my hand is itching uncontrollably, like it has been since I went to bed last night, which happened to be at two a.m. Speaking of last night, I heard, and saw, people setting off fireworks at one thirty. In the morning. It was weird. 

Yeah. So, I just realized I never told you about Friday, when I went over to Danielle's. I got there at like, one-thirty, and we swam until...idk, four? three? Something like that. So then we got on the computer...and searched websites that told us about palm reading. It was fun. I'm pretty sure there was something else before that, but whatever. Oh yeah. We had raft races. I lost. But it was fun. But back to the right time- after reading our palms, our feet, and our faces, we looked up popular baby names, but went to the end of the list. It was hilarious! There were names like Girl, Anonymous, Undecided, and more. I can't remember most of them. Also, we played Car Park on bored.com. That was pretty fun too, but I just love that game. 

Now onto my semi-unplanned rant on stupid story endings.

I can't stand stories where the main character meets someone, falls in love, and, while everything is going great, their boyfriend/girlfriend either dies or moves away and for some reason, tells the person they hate them and never want to see them again. Stories like that SUCK. Stories are supposed to have HAPPY endings, not make the reader depressed.

Kris.