We explored a cave. Not today. It was more like a few months ago. Anyway, normally we would just sit around inside and play games or sit around a fire and indulge ourselves in the mysterious cuisines of the refrigerator or something our parents make for us(basically anything we can find, create, or order) and s'mores. But, that day we actually decided to do something...painful. It was fun though. Afterwards, we went back to my house, watched Smallville, and ate Long John Silvers. We talked, laughed, made fun of each other, and had a good time.
To be totally and completely honest, I love my friends. The more time I spend with them the more I want to hang out with them. One of the things that some people don't understand about my friends and myself is our humor. We are always making fun of each other and giving each other a hard time. We're all very close, so we know it's a joke. Of course if something is said that is taken wrong, deep apologies are made. We try not to cross any lines in our facetious conversations. But, we can also have earnest conversations. Honesty is pretty prominent in our group and we all take things genuinely well.
When new people come into the group, they like to ease their way in. Unfortunately for them, we act like we've known them our entire lives and joke around with them like they've been there for a thousand years and we just decided to pick up on a conversation we never started. That's what I love about us.
