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I think the Foltzes' spaghetti and meatballs made me ill @_@ I really don't feel good. I had to drive Thomas, his sister, and Beth there and back, and back was IN THE DARK @_@ There was a UFO behind us, i swear. This light kept appearing and disappearing, and there weren't any exits when the light disappeared and reappeared. Anyway. I've finally proven to my friends that I don't understand people very well and often miss the most OBVIOUS hints, so now they (mostly) explain things to me ^_^ For example, Beth and Thomas are prolly going to start dating soon ^_^ They've known each other for four whole days mrgreen And I totally didn't catch on to that even though they were pretty much inseparable and close the whole friggin' time. Yea..I actually am that dense. Beth was telling me on the way to drop her off.
So...yay! At least I didn't, you know...like Thomas. I mean, 'cause that would have been far too much for my poor, fragile little system to handle. But I'm pretty good at knowing when there would be a no, so I just don't let myself like anyone. Well...okay, there's the exception to the rule, but I may or may not have deluded myself into thinking that there was a very slight possibility of a non-rejection >.> At some point. But I've become very anti-delusional. Doesn't stop me from liking someone, but it does allow me to talk myself out of it. But, see, I haven't talked myself out of one. I'm not entirely sure if it's because I can't, or I don't want to. Prolly 'cause I don't want to, as I'm sure I spent many a sleepless night attempting to discourage myself only to find that discouraging voice become encouraging xD
ugh...so we swam for all of five minutes before the mini-hurricane-like-storm hit. Pelting rain, driving wind...it was pretty bad out there. We hid out in the girls' bathroom xD Thomas made Beth's, Becca's, Steph's, and my hair "pretty". Oh, and I also was nearly in tears after...whoops, I was about to skip the beginning of that story and hit the ending. So, something happened, and I ended up on the floor, rolling away from Victoria, who was trying to stand on me. She gave up on that and grabbed my feet and tried to drag me, only there wasn't really anywhere to drag me, so she tried to get Steph to grab my arms so they could pick me up. She couldn't get a hold of my arms because I was keeping them crossed tightly across my stomach, so they had to switch. I started kicking as soon as Steph had my feet 'cause she's not as strong as Victoria, but Victoria got my arms, and they picked me up and swung me back and forth a little. The WHOLE time they're trying to pick me up, I'm yelling NO, and once Steph had my feet, there were a few helps thrown in for emphasis of the NOs. Right after they put me down, Thomas said it looked like colorful Twilight Princess outside, so I scooted over to the window to look. I felt kinda dizzy from the swinging, so I just huddled there with my head on my knees singing some song stuck in my head. Apparently, my humming/singing (i don't know all the words) must've sounded like crying 'cause Beth was being comforting and asked if I was okay. I wasn't. OF COURSE I WASN'T. seriously. My friends were swinging me back and forth after I was VERY obviously not wanting to be lifted off the ground, and I'm going to be okay?!
yea...the only reason my mood improved after that was 'cause the sugar rush finally hit.
~nepie
 nepie · Mon Jul 28, 2008 @ 07:33am · 0 Comments |
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