Well, it was good game, lots and lots of calls, almost more than half the points scored all off free throws, sick passing. It was good. The final score was 39-42, but I didn't care. The only thing I cared about was if my throat was bleeding hard enough and if I was as horse as my friend Carissa. After the game I went with my friends and met up with the few likable people from Orem High. We talked about the game for only a short time, however and put it all behind us. To me, this shows how friendship can destroy walls that other things can't. One of my Orem friend's name is Collin. Me and him, we're twins separated from birth, or so we'd like to think. We talked about trading shirts one day, especially when I have student council one day, and get reactions from everyone. Now while I may end up losing my life because of it, I wouldn't care, if both Collin and I do it, it'll be awesome.
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