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Monday, 29 December 2008
The Story- Part 1

My best friend invited me to a camp, where i met an AMAZING guy. Like, I-Cant-Believe-My-Luck kinda guy. Or I thought so, considering he was a total stranger that i just happened to ask out. (Why'd i do that?!)  I didn't really like him at first, in fact, we barely talked. But all the other guys were just downright rude.

Well, there was a camp dance/party, the day before we left. (it was a four-day, sleep-there camp.)  There was this little squirt of a boy who had an outragously Texan accent. i was walking to my camp Cabin, and out of the corner of my eye, Squirt and two of his friends were at another girl's door. I reached my door and looked back over at them, Squirt now waddling back the way to his cabin, with wet pants! "What happened to you?" I called. "He was asking a girl out to the dance tonight, but one of the girls turned on the hose next to the door and soaked him." One of his friends explained. Lightbulb. I had an idea. I had always wanted to carry out my idea, always thought about it, dreamed about it, and now i had The chance. I had to do it.

Posted by itsokaytocry at 10:19 PM EST
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