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i LOVE the beach. that is it. except for having the most terrible headache the entire time, i had so much fun. it was so nice.
the beach was cold, but i liked it anyway. they tore down the playground that we used to go to. it's just a big pile of sand now. sarah, erin, and i used to go there and sing on the swings when we were 12. we drove by her grandmom's house where we met those annoying boys and i said, "wow i guess those boys are like 18 now, too." i guess i just figured since we havent seen or thought about them since we were 12, they were just stuck at 12 forever. haha. i'm pretty ridiculous, i guess. the playground was by sean's uncles house, i looked up at the porch where we sat at that black table, and the really high chairs, and those things were still there. sean wore his green pixies shirt that day, hair wet from the ocean. seeing that house made me really sad. i swear i could almost see us there. i could almost see us walking into that little store across the street. i could almost see us parking and sean calling to make sure it was the right house. i know i took pictures that day, there was a good one of sean, sitting on that porch at the table. i wonder what happened to it. i haven't seen it on my computer. eh. i don't understand why memories i have with him are so completely magnified in my mind, i remember every detail.
i love my friends. i love how whenever we talk, and then someone is signing offline we say, "bye, i love you!" it's so nice. no matter who it is, we always tell each other "i love you." we're pretty cute :) haha.
( pictures are always fun )
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