Thank God for Joey-Joe's POOL!
Okay, so, after long debates with Cassidy, there is no way we'll be getting to see each other over the summer. Her family is too busy to have me over and I can't afford to fly. My family is way too lame to have her over and, besides, she'd need car rides or a plane ticket and that ain't happening. Man, I never get to SEE her anymore! Stupid local friends who take up all of her time.
I miss you.
Anyways, summer is okay. About the pool, last night, Joey-Joe's older sister, Tracy, who is the QUEEN of parties, and her boyfriend, Rico, who is the KING of parties, has this awesome party and I got to go because Rita was invited. They've got this wicked awesome pool.
Oh, gosh, I have work in seven minutes! LATER!!!!
I live in New York, near broadway, and have since I was thirteen. New York is a scary, smoggy place. However, I like it here. Mostly, I sit and I write on my shiny, blue laptop, taking in the scene. I'm slightly more peaceful and observed then most sixteen-year-olds. I've always lived in my brother's shaddow, and now I think some people are starting to notice me more. I've never been popular, never had my five minutes of fame, but, eh, I'm still waiting.
See these are my things DO NOT TOUCH, Phinnias!
Well, this is technically Cass's blog, but I use her account. Cuz I'm lazy and hopeless with social sites. My name's Ricky. I live in New York, no where near where Cass lives. I do know Cass, tho. I'm not a hacker...ever...I wouldn't hack some twelve-year-old girl's account, I'm not evil! Jeez.
Saturday, July 2, 2011
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