At home, mom said I looked all yellow. Indeed.
Serra said, you actually go out in public like that? She also gave me yellow cords.
Lots of signs on the car ride were yellow, and the lines on the road, and I dreamed of following the yellow road and Monday, I was really upset, getting dressed. I was so sick of yellow. I wanted other colors.
Then, later on, Glenn was wearing yellow too and we were biking/moped-ing/motorcycling and he said at least we were very visible and that we were yellow gang members and when we met Robbie he noticed we were both wearing yellow.
In class, Rob said he was happy, so happy about all the yellow I was wearing still, day 20 and we shared our breakfasts and I told him I was getting tired of the yellow. He said, "Well, I admire that you are keeping it up. People these days, they don't stick to their word." So I've got that anyway.
After the shooting range, sometime tonight, Glenn and I are co-buying a yellow moped! A 2006 Tomos LX! I'm so exited about it, I think this will be my yellow vitamin.
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