Today, I went putt putt golfing with my dad and his friend Dave. We went out to Lexington and had fun. We ended up playing two games because I was determinded to beat my dad. However, I did a lot worst on my second game than on my first. After that, we went to the racing area and raced karts. I ended up getting pissed off because some eleven year old bump me and I spun out. I ended up getting stuck and did not get to race in the rest of the race. What really pissed me out was I was right behind my dad and ALMOST caught up to beat him.
Oh well... that is in the past. Going on.
I almost forgot to tell about Dave. Dave is a friend of my dad's from high school. He was on the verge of dying because of his liver. He had been put on the donors list, with a next to nothing chance of getting the liver he needed by Christmas, the given time he would be to live. Well, he was only been on the list for a month, then they had a match. He had the surgry and now is living. You can bet my dad is happy that one of his best friends is living.
I had to clean up my stuff more. I have alot of stuff to, and I never even knew I had so much. I have most of it done already, but I still have a long way to go.
My dad is considering getting me a dog, and that would be awsome! He says I would have to train it and everything, but I don't mind! I really don't!
I have to start school tommorrow. I will have to be there by eight-thirty in the morning. What stinks about that is that I will have to wake up early in the morning, and the lastest I have been getting up all summer is nine thirty in the morning, which is a big difference to me.
I have to figure out what classes I will be taking though, I do not even have a scheduele yet!
When I was still in Florida, I went to the Auburndale Internation Market Place. My dad and I saw a little dragon. He was so cute, with his big old fangs looking like he is about to attack. The man said he was made in Thailand, and he brought all his items back from there so he could sell them here. I picked him up and I noticed that one of his fangs were missing, the bottom left one. How could I resist this little broken dragon though? He was craved all in wood, completely by hand. I asked the price. It was twelve dollars. I picked him up and my dad asked me if I wanted him. I shook my head and he bought me my little dragon. Now I have him in my room by my bed, to protect me from all nighttime dangers. Who needs a dog when you have your own dragon?
I still need to name him, because I have not picked out a name yet.
Well, I better go.
Love,
Kelsey
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