Lizzy was freaking out when she saw a Hearts Revolution stand selling 7" copies shaped like hearts. I thought that was dumb. She doesn't even have a record player. And to everyone's surprise, I didn't know Matt could dance. That, too, was weird. But fun(ny).
Instead of going home right away, however, Matt and Micah convinced me to go to Izzy's house instead of calling him. So they took me. Nobody answered the door, but I could hear lots of voices inside. I couldn't recognize anyone.
And we're still the same. Without talking to each other. He doesn't know what I'm doing. I don't know what he's doing. He thinks I'm seeing other people. And I think the same of him. Not much of a relationship, huh? I'm taking the risk of calling Richard later today, when I know what I'm going to say. And I most likely not blog about that.
BUT LET'S PUT A HAPPY ENDING TO THIS SHENANIGAN!
We went to the mall before hittin' the club. Hahaha, that sounded off...

As you can well see, these people are into music that I hate. Well, that I no longer like. But just because I have different music tastes doesn't mean that I have to stop being friends with them. They happen to be athe nicest most accepting group of Christian teenagers that I've ever met.
I found this kitty outside the club. Of course I didn't keep it.

And...

Here's a picture of Matt's new baby bro. Enjoy. WHO DOESN'T ENJOY PICTURES OF BABIES AND KITTENS?!? SOMEONE SICK, THAT'S WHO!
:)