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Monday, June 09, 2008

Sometimes you can make things sound more perfect than they actually are when you write about them, but really, I did have a perfect day! And I can't figure out whether writing about it would cheapen it, but I want to remember it! Maybe if I write out a list of the things that happened, but don't say anything else...
- We woke up late (this is good because we got lots of sleep!)
- We went to a garage sale and she lent me $0.25 to get a pretty blue beaded necklace. I tried on a gorilla mask, but the day wasn't right for it. She rejected the hightop red suede shoes outright.
- We took a bus to downtown to get a guided tour of some really cool science labs (she's a biochemist) and they had the coolest library ever!! It was massive!
- We found a spot leading out onto a river and we waded into it. We kissed. We saw some Rana catesbeiana tadpoles (they were huge) and a crayfish.
- She braided my hair even though it was windy.
- We found a park with a wicked amount of uncut grass. We took off our shoes and walked barefoot. We sat under a tree in the very centre. It was incredibly beautiful. And even more beautiful, because the grass was so high it was like the city wasn't even around us.
- She put flowers in my hair of the following varieties: Viccia cracca, Lotus corniculatus, Allaria petiolata. The V. cracca is a viney plant with purple flowers. It didn't wilt for the longest time, and looked incredibly beautiful. I have pictures as proof.
- We walked downtown and bought a large mango bubble tea.
- I skived off dinner.
- We got our bikes and had dinner with her folks.
- There was watermelon!! (which was great because the whole day had been really hot)
- I had a shower, and felt so refreshed.
- She practiced her violin, while I lay in bed and read a great book.
- We got some yogurt and apples to eat in bed.
- I kissed her.
- We went to sleep.
Comments:
it sounds like shes perfect for you
 
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