Yeah, yeah, I live in Vegas, shut up, it's not cool (in any sense of the word).
Anybody who says it's hotter than hell outside makes me giggle. And by giggle, I mean stab their stomach.
Except for the people who live in Las Vegas. That place might as well BE Hell, only with more porn fliers.-Johnny C. on Twitter.
Honestly, he's right.
On the bright side, I'm going swimming today at my sister's place. This makes me insanely happy. I'm going swimming twice in one week (another friend has a pool party on the 27th), and it gives me a chance to go outside without melting on the spot. It also means I get to see other friends I haven't seen since the school-year ended, like my friend Lucas. He's one of my best friends.
A while back, Lucas and I got into a really, really big fight. And then afterwards I was unsure we could ever be friends like we used to, but slowly we're bridging that gap again.
Anyways, we're about to leave, so I'll update again later. I don't think anyone's reading this but oh well. It's nice to get my thoughts out.