Strange things happen all the time. Today, I ran into a friend of mine from high school...at Wal-Mart. It was weird - uh...unexpected. I know 6 people whose birthday is this week. That's a lot. I don't think I know how to treat people who are crying. Especially if I hardly or don't know them. Why do people do the things people do? If something is taped to someone's doornob, they take it off and throw it into the middle of the hallway. Why can't they just take it inside their room and throw it away? It's like an extra 5 feet or something. I just don't understand. I played Wall Ball today. I haven't played that since my days at Liberty Junior High. It was fun.
Theme of Ben's week: How do you help someone who doesn't want to be helped?
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