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Saturday, August 25, 2007


   Im back :D
Ok camping was so much fun. It started off with me seeing my cousen Jacob while everyone said hi I said your short then relizing the im was only 2-3 in toler than him hee hee o well. But he got me back the next morning for some strang resen I got up at 5 in the morning and when everyone started to wake up I said good morning Jacob and he fliped me off so I throw a empty soda can at him it was really funny. then when I hung out with him I ended up getting hurt the frist time we were riding our bikes and I could't me a turn so me foot cout the end of a pole gard rale thing and cut it up. Then a couple hours later everyone was playing soccer and Jacob palys rouff so we keeped pushing each other. So he had the ball and befor I could get it a way from him he moved it and I kick him insted of the ball and I think I broke my toe it hurt so much to move it and when I told me dad he said do you want so ice. After 2-3 days most of the pain went a way o well. I lurnd how to fish too the bad part was that we (family) didn't ceach any thing T_T and then after having the fishing pole for what 4 days it broke and now the castmaster is now at the bottom of the cannal o well we fixed the fishing pole and our nabbers were so nise they gave use a new luer for the one we lost and the one we lost 2 days later hee hee. They got the luor from there lobser posts that they put out. A day or two befor we left my other cousen Joneth zack and I when down to Mass Maraenin (or some thing like that) were the Jonh W. Brom was It a battal ship from world war 2 I thing and on the way back I fell off my bike and riped up my neen. It was a very event full week and yesterday we were in the pool and I was tesaing about pushing him over the side the pool cause he was on a tobe and by asaden I pushed him out of the pool hee hee I mean it was't on purous but the good part was that he didn't get hurt and I didn't get in trobel cause mom never found out what happen but I have a feeling that in mite become black mail o well got to go.
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