Thursday, February 07, 2008

I just tagged out of the crazy train and I ended up in random city – can’t a girl catch a break?

Wow.

I got a phone call tonight from someone I lived next door to in 6th grade. How freaking random is that? I was so shocked. There I am at The Red Hot eating a hotdog so of course I should get a phone call from someone I knew in elementary school. What the heck do you say to someone you haven't talked to since you were 12? Yep, the boobs came in.

I mean she knew me when I was barley breaking the double digits. My mom was so excited that she gave her my number that she called me five times and text messaged me. So Aimee and I had to leave in a hurry because I thought that my grandma or grandpa had died, which isn't out of the realm of possibility.

I guess I call her back tomorrow. I hope it's not going to be like when I talked to my college friend and found out he was running for President of the United States. Yep. Random.

CW

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