The rest of June flew by, and I knew that a lot of things were coming up this month. We still had Greg’s party to plan, and think of what to do. Then near the end of the month we were going bowling, and then near august we were going to Bermuda for three weeks.

Most schools only have summer off for a few weeks in July, but in our school we have almost two months off. It works great, so we can spend time with friends, plan vacations, concerts and anything else we want. Some of my other not so close friends go to different schools. And they complain that they only have a few weeks off. I told them they should just transfer, so we could be closer, and do more fun things. I’m kind of hoping that doesn’t happen, due to the fact that I could care less for them.

 I’m not sure where the rest of the day went, it just seeped by I guess. I forgot all about Justin coming over tomorrow. He hardly comes over on Sundays, because he spends the day with his parents. But I guess he did that yesterday, so he could spend the night over at my house. We spent the whole day playing rock band, and playing the fighter games.

 Monday after school I mentioned Greg’s birthday coming up next month. We thought of what we should do. I didn’t have any ideas, so that thought just floated away. I figured I could worry about it later. I kept putting Greg’s party off until the last minute, so after I got home that night I finally called Justin and asked what we could do. We didn’t want to do bowling again, because that would be too much bowling in one month.

 His birthday is three days after all three of us are going bowling. Justin and I finally decided to have a huge party at my house.

 My house was the biggest out of all three of ours. It had two stories, three bedrooms, and two baths. “I’ll get all of the party supplies, if you can send out invites.” I told Justin.  “OK sounds great, I know a few of Greg’s friends to invite” he said. Then we talked a little more about other things, and then hung up.