December 9, 2008.
THE DATE IS IMMINENT.
We're going to see City and Colour on January 11
We're going to see City and Colour on January 11
nick is
commming to MA in december, and he might stay with me! :D
Nick Padula
is being kicked out.
(no subject)
the other night i talked to nick and hes almost positive that hes moving back :D
Nick Padula is
staying with me for a week in the summer!
La cigale et la fourmi.
En français
La Cigale, ayant chanté
Tout l'été,
Se trouva fort dépourvue
Quand la bise fut venue:
Pas un seul petit morceau
De mouch ou devermisseau.
Elle alla crier famine
Chez la Fourmi sa voisine,
La priant de lui prêter
Quelque grain pour subsister
Jusqu’à la saison nouvelle.
« Je vous paierai, lui dit-elle,
Avant l’Août, foi d’animal,
Intérêt et principal. »
La Fourmi n’est pas prêteuse:
C’est là son moindre défaut.
« Que faisiez-vous au temps chaud ?
Dit-elle à cette emprunteuse.
— Nuit et jour à tout venant
Je chantais, ne vous déplaise.
— Vous chantiez ? J’en suis fort aise.
Eh bien ! Dansez maintenant. »
Nous avons faire un dictée.
French class, again.
We were having a dictation, and the journals were being passed out. I left mine there when I transferred, so I figured it would still be there. It wasn't.
The only one left at the bottom of the bin - was Padula's. I adopted it. I'm pretty happy about it (=
We were having a dictation, and the journals were being passed out. I left mine there when I transferred, so I figured it would still be there. It wasn't.
The only one left at the bottom of the bin - was Padula's. I adopted it. I'm pretty happy about it (=
Jennae didn't wear shoes that day.
[Deanna's Point of View]
... it was Cera Bateman's party. September 8, 2007. It was a good time but alas that's not the story I'm meaning to tell here. Jennae and Erica showed up to the party late. I had been out in the sun all day and I was quite happy for them to finally be around. Cera's party was coming to a close - people were leaving. It was time for the 3 of us to leave as well.
We agreed to walk maybe a half mile down the street to go see Nick Padula, of course. We made sure no one else was interested in the voyage and we were off. It was a hot day. Bearable, but quite warm. Somehow it was refreshing. We meandered down the sidewalk making jokes, people watching, and just goofing off.
Finally we arrived at Nick's house. But, we knew that if we went to the front door we would never gain access to the apartment he shared with his brother. Obviously, his bedroom window was a much better candidate. We snuck by under his first window and reached the window next to his bed. Jennae grabbed a lonely lawn chair that was rotting in the unkept backyard and set it up next to the grill. She hopped up on the chair and to our approval, the window was open.
Ah, the joys of never having privacy. Nick was laying out on his bed watching tv; dressed in nothing but his boxer briefs. Jackpot. Jennae being the adventurous one happily jumped through the window into his room. I had no intentions of making myself look like a fucking fairy sausage log by trying to squirm through a window. As one knows, walking makes humans thirsty. So, Erica and I asked Nick to get us a cup of water. We wern't picky - we drank our refreshing water. Maybe it was the heat that was making us crazy, but Erica pulled me around the corner and suggested that we steal the cup.
So I did.
It was getting darker out. Nick got dressed sometime after our arrival and we went outside to hang out for a little while. As we waited to leave we saw Wade Sherby and company riding their bikes like they were some kind of big shots by us at probably 30 miles an hour. So we watched. Secretly, well no - openly we discussed how funny it would be if one of them slipped. As they sped by us, we tried to talk to them. They ignored us. Eventually, it happened. Wade's bike pedal fell off. Right in front of us. We saw it, they spent a lot of time searching. We grabbed it. They continued to seach, and we continued to try and get them to talk to us.
They didn't talk to us. We didn't give him his bike pedal back.
I still have the teacup I stole from Nick to this day.
Jennae still has Wade's bike pedal.
We told him we had it when we were in driver's ed. He didn't care.
... it was Cera Bateman's party. September 8, 2007. It was a good time but alas that's not the story I'm meaning to tell here. Jennae and Erica showed up to the party late. I had been out in the sun all day and I was quite happy for them to finally be around. Cera's party was coming to a close - people were leaving. It was time for the 3 of us to leave as well.
We agreed to walk maybe a half mile down the street to go see Nick Padula, of course. We made sure no one else was interested in the voyage and we were off. It was a hot day. Bearable, but quite warm. Somehow it was refreshing. We meandered down the sidewalk making jokes, people watching, and just goofing off.
Finally we arrived at Nick's house. But, we knew that if we went to the front door we would never gain access to the apartment he shared with his brother. Obviously, his bedroom window was a much better candidate. We snuck by under his first window and reached the window next to his bed. Jennae grabbed a lonely lawn chair that was rotting in the unkept backyard and set it up next to the grill. She hopped up on the chair and to our approval, the window was open.
Ah, the joys of never having privacy. Nick was laying out on his bed watching tv; dressed in nothing but his boxer briefs. Jackpot. Jennae being the adventurous one happily jumped through the window into his room. I had no intentions of making myself look like a fucking fairy sausage log by trying to squirm through a window. As one knows, walking makes humans thirsty. So, Erica and I asked Nick to get us a cup of water. We wern't picky - we drank our refreshing water. Maybe it was the heat that was making us crazy, but Erica pulled me around the corner and suggested that we steal the cup.
So I did.
It was getting darker out. Nick got dressed sometime after our arrival and we went outside to hang out for a little while. As we waited to leave we saw Wade Sherby and company riding their bikes like they were some kind of big shots by us at probably 30 miles an hour. So we watched. Secretly, well no - openly we discussed how funny it would be if one of them slipped. As they sped by us, we tried to talk to them. They ignored us. Eventually, it happened. Wade's bike pedal fell off. Right in front of us. We saw it, they spent a lot of time searching. We grabbed it. They continued to seach, and we continued to try and get them to talk to us.
They didn't talk to us. We didn't give him his bike pedal back.
I still have the teacup I stole from Nick to this day.
Jennae still has Wade's bike pedal.
We told him we had it when we were in driver's ed. He didn't care.
Voicepost
Today was such an accomplishment. We've attached onto the wonderful world of Gabcast to help us out when we're having major breakthroughs and even my insane typing skills can't keep up with the convo.
UPDATE: We made a shirt today!
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HE SAW THE COMMUNITY.
His reaction was not satisfactory. We have to get creepier, I guess.
Oh hey, when we were in love NPadula wrote this for me.
"I held the pieces of my soul, I was shatteredand wanted you to come and make me whole. Then I saw you yesterday, but you didn't notice and just walked away. Everything you wanted me to hide is everything that makes me feel alive"
I treated him like shit.
Oh hey, when we were in love NPadula wrote this for me.
"I held the pieces of my soul, I was shatteredand wanted you to come and make me whole. Then I saw you yesterday, but you didn't notice and just walked away. Everything you wanted me to hide is everything that makes me feel alive"
I treated him like shit.