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I should have told you this two weeks ago when I first found this out, but I'll tell you now. And considering it involves Australia, I'll tell it.
Take a gander at this: http://www.news.com.au/national/aussie-woman-holds-african-themed-birthday-party-called-racist-for-blackface-costumes/story-fncynjr2-1226744540370
Recently, some girl decided, for her 21st birthday party, she was going to have an African theme. Fair enough, and some people did dress as African animals
Last night, I went to Ashley's house for a sleepover.
Ashley and I had a lot of fun. We played with our plushies - we even pretended to feed them from bottles. (We found some belonging to Ashley's nephew.) We also played Pokemon Y and did a little trading. Then we played with Ashley's miniature pool table. We played twice - he beat me both times. We got dinner from Ashley's paternal grandmother (who was visiting but didn't spend the night), who made us pasta. And for dessert we had
It's Halloween where I live right now.
Today, I'm going to visit my friend Frank. He's still hurt. I'll stay with him for about an hour before heading on over to my friend William's house for a party. I'm going as a German guy - I'm wearing lederhosen and a hat with a feather. I'm wearing it as I type! And I've learned to speak fake German. (In a phone conversation, I said "Ach nicht! Guten tag!") Most of my friends are going in costume.
Frank is unable to
Updated 30th October 2013 at 08:44 PM by zakisrage
Okay, this story has been kind of grossing me out, but I guess I'll tell it to you now.
Recently, I took a trip to the pond in the woods where we go swimming. I brought my friends Ashley, Tom, and Gabby. (Frank didn't come because he had to go to the doctor to check on his ankle.) Gabby drives, so she took us. Us guys wore speedos and Gabby wore a one piece. We did our usual swimming. The water was a little cool, but it felt good once we got used to it.
Updated 22nd October 2013 at 09:30 PM by zakisrage
I have some bad news for you,
My friend Frank has gotten a bad ankle sprain on Wednesday after tripping on a hole. I think it's second-degree - he's having trouble walking.
Frank had to stay home Thursday and Friday. He managed to get an ankle brace. Unfortunately, Frank is going to have this brace for the next seven or eight weeks. I figured that I'll help him walk. He does have crutches, though. To be nice, on Friday I traded him a Spritzee (nicknamed Beak) holding