It's raining outside right now. Big, heavy rain drops. The kind that hurt. Just a little. I kind of like it I think. This is the reason I blog again, because of the rain. Remember when you were little and you would sit at your windowsill and watch the rain drops fall, and decided which rain drop would win? I did. Maybe it was just me, but my little brother and I would always "bet" on it. The "bet" always consisted of who got to play with short, our best imaginary friend. He was really cool. He was our imaginary friend until we were like ten.
Also, with the rain, comes the smell. You know that smell, musty? No. Musty wouldn't be the word. Fresh? I guess fresh would work. Well, whatever it is, it just smells nice. And I like it. A little.
Cailey suggested a rain dance today in radio. Russ said no. We decided it was as to not show favortism. But you never know. I am pretty sure that is it though.
Instead of prom, Cailey and I are having a fiesta/siesta. All are invited. That is all. Have a nice day. Maybe I will blog tomorrow?
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