Guess what? Boyfriend called me. Ok, yeah, big deal to you. But he never uses the phone unless he has to. We don't talk on the phone because he hates it, and I don't take it personally because he's like that with everyone. But he knows I do talk on the phone. But yeah, yesterday he called me. For 45 minutes. A new record! Weee!! The old record was 30 min. About a year ago. I am so proud of him. He didn't even really want anything. He even told Becca about it so it must be a big deal for him too. She called me to say "yeah, we should have our yard sale next weekend." (I'll talk about this later) And I was like "Waylon called my ass!""Yeah, he told me. You guys talked for 45 minutes." "Yeah!" He apparently was timing it too. I don't know what all this mean, but I like it. Mom was like "He is just realizing that you will be off in college soon and he's just thinking about how he won't get too see you much and it's getting to him." Whatever. She might be right. But that's not all. He called me today too. Just to tell me he is coming over tomorrow. He never does that. He just comes over. I am going to tell him I am so proud. :) Maybe he'll keep it up. *wishful thinking* Ok, yard sale. Becca and I realized while she was moving that they have lots of shit they don't need or use, and I have some stuff like that too. So finally we are going to have this damn yard sale next weekend. This is good because we both need money. And mom has LOTS of things to get rid of, and she said I can keep the money from it. I almost got ripped off helping the fair take down their booths and rides and things. Damn carnies. But I'll talk about that later.
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