I ran into Percy's brother Romeo the other day and we had a priceless encounter that I really can't repeat here. Romeo is 14.
I'm talking to Percy now.
Percyromeo is crazyClararomeo is hilaradi would have been like "oh hi whatever" but romeo was like "OHHHHHHH"Percyyeahes just funnyone time my parents came home lateand he was standing right in front of the fridgeand like 2 amand they are like what are you doing?and he saysim taking my medicinebut he was making toastClarahahahahahahahahahaha
We generally run into one of Percy's brothers when we go to the pool, because they live around there.
Apparently Romeo has asked the same 8th grade girl out maybe three or four times. He will grow up to be relentless like his brother, although, by the looks of it, less successful.
Went shopping today. Wasn't I just thinking about how I have far too much clothing? Whatever. I bought very practical things like soft v neck shirts and dark wash jeans (because obviously I don't have enough of those).
(But really. All of my dark wash jeans lose their darkness after a couple months. Mom theorized that I wash them too much, but I really don't! Generally I'll wear jeans a few times before I wash them)
I also packed a suitcase of things for college. They're things I won't see until October (long story involving not-going-home-until-christmas), but it's a step.
That's what I've been up to.
Clara
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