The pool party was a lot of fun. That sounds corny. I meant that it was hella fun. Predictions say that the world is ending today. I don’t think it’s going to happen. So this party was the End of Summer & End of The World Party.
I don’t know if I like Dave anymore. I was looking at him in the beginning of the party, and I realized that the only feelings I have for him are ones of a good friend. But those feelings could have been because of the feelings around at the time. I don’t know. Well, I’ll see him tomorrow and very often until June 17 of 1995. I think I can figure out my feelings by then. (That was to be read with sarcasticness)
I can’t believe school starts TOMORROW! I just don’t believe it. Today was so great, I just want to repeat it over and over again. I know I can’t though.
I’m just praying that my eighth grade year is my best yet!
Now, I’m going to fill you in on the details of the party. (no sense) O.K., well, for starts, Natalie told us (Em+me) about a dream she had yesterday. She told us on the phone yesterday. I’ll cut to the chase. She (in her dream) overheard a girl ask Jordan if he had something stuck in his eye yet. Nat knew that when he said that, it meant that he and her would go down and make out. So, all afternoon, Em, Nat and I would ask the guys if they had something stuck in their eye yet. The guys just looked at us in bewilderment. It was hilarious.
Dave was pretty down the whole party so Em + I told him his feet stank a few times. Last night, I read a book that said that this girl asked her best friend if her feet stank whenever she (the friend) was down. It was so stupid yet it always made her smile. So Dave cracked a smile when we said it though he had no idea why we did.
Dave kept pushing me and everyone else in to the pool. Jordan or Doug would come to the rescue if their girlfriend was pushed in. It kinda made me a little jealous.
I think the reason Dave was kinda down was because he didn’t like seeing Nat + Jordan together. It’s just an assumption, though. I’m not going to dwell on it though.
I still can’t believe I have to go to school tomorrow. Wish me luck!
Jennifer G. Heller, 8th grader as of tomorrow.