Hey, I think you're groovie; do you wanna see a movie?

Hannah Montana Movie = muy excellente (pretty sure that excellente isn't Spanish, but I can turn on my "imagination" with that one). I attended it with Catherine Woodyard, Mary Woodyard (her fifth grade sistahh), and Brittany Richardson. As a cliffnote, I never saw Brittany R. and I being pals; that's why you never say never. The movie was initially sold out, so I bought a ticket for another movie and "snuck" in. I've never done that before in my life. It was terribly frightening. I thought that I was for sure getting kicked out of that joint (snazzy). After the nice movie, I ate a hugee baked potato. Potatoes make me bloated, for the record. I think that Catherine and I are going to be veryy close friends. I can't see myself NOT being better friends. She likes Frank Sinatra for chrissakes! If watermelon isn't sweet, I don't know what is. (Where does sugar come from?) Hmm. .Chad text me. He's barely acknowledged me lately. I think his heart is moving on, to bigger and better. Well, maybe not better. (yes, better.)
I don't feel such remorse, though. I like the fact that I've been incorporating myself with Jennifer and Jade again. They both used to be such a big part of my life. I don't see why I ever decided to toss them to the side for Kristin and Adriane. They're both grand girls, but recently, it's almost as though I am not as near to them as previous dates would seem. I blame this on quitting Track. Curse exercising for all it's worth!
Anyways, as I was saying, Chad text me. There's pretty much nothing that I like more than looking down at my phone and have "Everything" on the screen. The butterflies that occur are phenomenal. Sweet Action, truly, I have found.
I'm still falling- falling isn't the thing that hurts. It's the crash. So, I intend to avoid the whole "ground" part of the scenario. Catch me, you fool, just kiss me.

Life's a climb, but -with you-it's worth the view.
P.S. The word "car" comes from Carriage, interesting.