Showing posts with label trevor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label trevor. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 22, 2014
Ultimate. Shhh.....
Dear trevor, garrett, paul, mickelle, katie, holly, and heather (am i missing anyone?)
Remember ultimate? Shhh... and how 203 bought all those stupid squishy balls off the internet and hydrated them? and then somehow we came up with ultimate. shhh... somebody remind me how that happened. So that was a fun game, but the best part is when we went outside and had a war with them. we made kangaroo pouches out of our shirts and filled them with the squishies. Then it was every man for himself, and we ran around throwing them at each other. the funny thing is, we would throw them as hard as we could at each other, but when you got hit by one, you could hardly even feel it. I love how into it we all got, like it really was life or death. And then we sat on the grassy knoll and i don't remember why exactly, but mickelle said we were making too much of a ruckus. And ever since then, trevor and i laugh when we hear the word ruckus. Guys... that's all i remember. comment below to fill in the blanks. it was fun. but i'm sure there was more to it.
Tuesday, January 21, 2014
Next...
So remember how I did this before my mission and it was fun when i got home to go back and read all the fun stuff i did with my friends and i wrote in run-on sentences and i didn't capitalize my i's and it all turned out great? well i was thinking i should do this again. reading all those memories made me realize that i wouldn't have remembered half of those things if i didn't write (or type) them down. So i kind of decided to do it again. But this time is kinda different, because i've had different friends and... well that's pretty much the only reason it will be different. so... i guess this is it. next post will be a great memory. thanks austen and trevor for the inspiration by the way.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
dear kayla and trevor.

remember when we went to the baileys' farewell? and we were leaving their house and there was snow and i was parked far away and kayla was wearing cold shoes so i went to get the car, and trevor waited with kayla. then when i pulled up, trevor started throwing snowballs at my car. and then some woman nobody knew comes walking down the driveway and picks up a snowball and makes it look as though she was going to throw it at trevor, while looking at kayla. and kayla nodded as if to say "do it." and apparently kayla thought the woman knew trevor. but she didn't. and so she chucks the snowball and hits trevor square in the back, and then she ran off. funniest thing of my life. and trevor didn't know what to do so he was just sitting there laughing. it was great. then on my way home these girls started talking to me from the car next to me and was asking me about who threw the snowball at my car and if i got mad at him, so i told them the story and they thought it was funny. i made some new friends that day that i never saw again. but they were nice, even though i think they were trying to use me for my guitar hero, which i don't even have. oh trevor, remember how that same day we were going to bryan's farewell, and we stopped at the stop sign, and then i went to go when it was clear, but i couldn't because the road was snowpacked and i was stuck. stupid mustang. it was so embarrassing because there was a huge lineup of cars behind me. so you got out and pushed and i got free of being stuck and i didn't want to stop so you had to jump in while i was still driving. that seems to happen a lot... ha ha. what a great sabbath day that was.
dear trevor.

remember when we almost got thrown in jail the day before you left on your mission? i probably shouldn't go into a lot of detail, because a cop might read this and come find us and arrest us. but it was so funny. we were just throwing rocks into the pond after we committed the horrible act, and the man came walking up. "can you guys come here for a second?" we should have turned and ran right there and then. and then you did all the talking. thanks. and then we went back to throwing rocks, and you felt SO guilty. and you said it was the most trouble you've gotten in in your entire life. actually that might be true for me too... like you said, i've never been threatened to be arrested. and "it's a good thing the guy down there didn't come talk to us, because we would be in jail for sure." what a horrible man. we were just trying to fulfill a childhood dream. maybe someday we will be able to finish what we started... until then, good luck.
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