Almost a week since the last time I've told you about my life...
April 7th was another of my brothers' birthdays. We didn't do much and the only thing I really remember of that day was that I bought my ticket to the prom. Tuesday and Wednesday were half days where we got the afternoon to ourselves, so Bella, James and I had an adventure. Otter joined us on Tuesday, but wasn't there Wednesday. Wednesday, James went to rent his tux (and called me and asked for an opinion while I was on the highway back from Scottsdale) and my mother took me out shopping. Thursday was an eh day where nothing really happened. I must have gone home early that day. Friday, I went to James' house after school and his mother played with my hair for a little bit and did our makeup. I later hung out with Bella a little bit and we got manicures and pedicures. We wanted to go see Prom Night, but neh, it was late and I had to be up early the next morning. James was working at the theatre we passed as we were making decisions, we so could have visited him. Saturday morning, I woke up at around 5:30 and put my laptop on its charger. I kind of went back to sleep and 20 minutes later, one of the kids I built a website with called to make me email all of our files to him so he could back it up. I got up, dressed in my business formal outfit thing and sat around and waited for the clock. At 6:40, I left home and headed off to a National History Day competition up in Fountain Hills. Eh. Got there, things happened, we presented our website, we went out for lunch, and I left early and got home in time to pick up Bella and head over to James' house so his mother could do our hair and makeup for prom. We finished after the boys came over so they were couped in James' room while we were finishing up. We eventually left and headed to Bella's house and we dressed and got ready before people came and took pictures.
Dinner was amusing and fun and the boys managed to kick all of the girls out of the table so that they could chat chit for a little. The girls came back slightly amused and giggling, returning to our spots before. Eh. We got back in the car and drove to Mesa Marriot. Halfway towards it, to where you could see it, I remembered where it was (con was just there) and commented. I think I caught little attention and since no one was really there, nothing came of it, just some lewd in-the-makings comments. We got there early and was like second in line, so we stood around, played a little with poses and joked a bit before they finally let us in. Before we were inside, they stamped our wrists and one of the teachers doing it was surprised to see me in a dress and decided that he had to take pictures. James and I went to bug one of our teachers last year and talked to her about her Prom-baby quota for this year and we laughed as she told us the couple they were aiming for didn't even show up at prom. Wow. They played Every Time We Touch, so James and I wandered to the edge of the dance floor and were crazy like always. Bella found us a bit after and we all danced. Went back to talk to teacher before she forcefully shooed us away. They played their first slow song as the announced the king and queen, so half way through, James and I wander back into the main room and he asks me if I want to dance. Shrugging, we dance. It was entertaining. I can't say it was as victorious as my dance with DJ my sophomore year, but I definitely was jealous then and not now. More wandering, more destroying things, and eventually, we wandered outside and sat down for a little because the bass was seriously trying to kill us. Second slow song and then they kicked us out. They played Sandstorm (which I hate Bella for wanting. Seriously, you don't appreciate electronica if you listen to or enjoy Sandstorm. We tried so many times to explain that to her, but she never got it) towards the end and we all danced again. All in all, it was fun. We got out, dropped off DJ and his girlfriend and went to Denny's. ^_^ It was fun, got back at like 1:30 and crashed at Bella's. Woke up late the next morning and started baking. I swear, Bella doesn't know how to follow recipes and half the time, I swear she was screwing up the batch of stuff. I was permanently washing out the used stuff to reuse and she had control over my mixer where she instantly pushed the speed to full and made a mess...sad sad. James had come over to help us bake, so it was all fun.
Monday, after school, I went to pick up Andrei after school. Nothing really much happened after that. NHS induction where I started getting pissed at Bella because we had a long list of errands to run before 6:30. I got there at around 6 and we didn't leave until 6:20. Umm...Excuse me? She was playing a video game well after I got there and here, I was expecting to come in and out. Gosh! So I stayed away from her most of the night and chatted with those who would approach me. I had to drag her home afterwards because my dad had almost put me on lockdown. I don't like Bella for some reasons: she's always wasting my time and seriously needs to learn the meaning of sacrifice. I used to wait outside in the cold for her every morning she would pick me up and carpool to school. I sacrificed my comfort for being on time and convenient. She can't even sacrifice a game for me. She complains of everything that doesn't go her way and seriously needs to stop caring so much about EVERYTHING. We can't all run the world, babe. Monday night, I talked to James about how much I was starting to lose my respect in Bella, and so he's now one of the only people who really know how much I hate my best friend.
Tuesday, I went out to lunch with James and it was one amusing anecdote after another. He bought a giant thing of iced tea and in the last period of the day, drank all of it. Classes that day were okay, not too amusing and conversational at best. James is really distracting when I don't want to do work...After that, we dropped people off, taught me a little how to drive manual, and then hung out with Bella and went to dinner and dessert. It was entertaining and all, and James and I had a stale mate in chess. I swear, neither of us were really paying attention throughout the game.
Wednesday, we had a robotics meeting and after that, we met up with people and we chatted and learned about each others' pasts. Eh. Nothing much really. We all went home relatively early that day. Bella finally got online and we had a short chat before she needed to shower. James and I kept going at it and such. Great fun.
Thursday, classes were okay. After school, I tutored Otter and then left to meet Bella and James for a treat and then went back to Bella's again. We watched an episode of The Big Bang Theory and I loved it. James and I had a huge game of tag and we left somewhere around 5:30. I went and bought gas, $13 worth of random stuff I kind of needed, and condoms (which I definitely don't need, but really wanted for some reason or another). The greatest thing was, it was all on my mother's credit card. Hee hee.
What's really silly is the amount of physical contact that James and I have established as a standard. It used to be occasional, but now, it's like we're always curled together. Bella's already confronted him on the subject of asking me out (seriously, everyone is matchmaking us) and the way she reported it to me was the only thing stopping him was his commitment and trust issues. Well, not trust issues, because apparently, he trusts me. That's fine. I can wait, this is fun in itself. All of it just feels like a relationship, the only part that's really missing is the part where we cutely throw around "I Love You"s. I've been getting a lot better with not playing with people and in fact, I've stopped caring about the other boys. They aren't as perfect as I want them to be and you know what? I've dropped most every game I've had.
I really like talking to James...both of them. My friend that I've started the whole cake analogy with is a wonderful person to talk to because he's always there to provide humor and I feel I can tell him anything. We think it's because he's three years younger than I am and thusly harder to pass judgment. The James that I've been obsessed about for the past ever is just so...easy to talk to. He's like an outlet that I can talk to any time and he'd listen...he's good at listening. In a sense, he's kind of the personal part of my blog. The things I don't tell my best friend when it comes to my adventures are posted here and the things I don't tell her when it comes to emotions and how much I want to beat her sometimes gets passed along to him. It just feels so good to have someone to confide in that can actually give me advice. I'd always been too proud to go to the people that I knew would listen, but now, I've needed to cry for attention, and he gave me his. The most unexpected people still will come to help if I ask for it, and I'm just really glad that there are people around like them. I'd be so lost without everyone.
-Confrontation Will Have to Come
Scarlet Bloodmoon
Title From: Ecstacy by ATB
Showing posts with label DJ Monk3y. Show all posts
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Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Sunday, March 30, 2008
It's Not Enough, It Never Is
There are no words to describe how much I love spending time with DJ and James. There's just something about the two of them that make me do stupid/irresponsible things and a sense of joy that starts to bubble from out of nowhere. Saturday was amazing. I'm not sure what my favorite part was...there was just so much stuff in 15 hours.
I got to the Arizona State University (well, close enough) at 6 in the morning, so that meant leaving my house at 5:30. Eh. Traffic was light and I was cruising 80 on the way there. Good fun. I got there, sitting in the lobby for a little and wandering around before I called James. Well, they had finally woken up at 6, so I hopped to breakfast with another group I'm not that familiar with. I mean, the chemistry kid from before was there, but the other people I choose to associate with as little as possible. Walking the...40 feet to IHOP, we sat down and ordered. Eventually, James and DJ joined us, followed by three other girls that I'm sure weren't in the class. I ended up having like 3 cups of coffee with heavy creamer and then we headed back to the hotel to sort and pack and whatnot.
Finally finished, we all headed to ASU to check in to the competition thing and hang out. After that, we split, so James and I went across the way to the computer lab there. They had a thing of Mac computers, so we hopped on them (even though we didn't have an account thing) and played with them. DJ came and joined us, keeping us from doing stupid shit, and eventually, a kid from a nearby highschool came around and asked if we could tie ties. Well, James started, but decided the tie was too flimsy so I took it. Being a perfectionist, I kept fixing it, and I'm sure I bugged him just a little. Eventually, when the presentations were about to start, we headed back to a room where one of the girls from our school was presenting, and sat down. So many presentations that were so boring! We had...just stuff I couldn't bear to sit through. Finally, they gave us a break and we went outside to sit and chat with everyone else.
Coming back, more people gave presentations and blah. Eventually, they all finished and we had lunch. It wasn't very great at all. Eh. With the remaining time, we wandered around ASU for a little bit before heading back to a classroom to hear awards. Posters: James and DJ didn't win for their poster, but another girl did. Two of the guys in the group won Third for their presentations, and the girl who presented in our room won second. Congrats and stuff like that. After that, they let us go on another break and we wandered around ASU some more. People started presenting their projects, trying to get it down to the top 6. Eh, the only amusing thing here was James kept falling asleep and that was kind of amusing. Apparently, he didn't sleep very much the night before. Oh, and apparently, he liked my hair better purple. Hmm...Break between the presentations and final awards, James, DJ, chemistry kid, two freshman and I walked to Haydon library. After splitting at the elevator, James, two freshman and I wandered into the primary documents, and I looked for some stuff on my research topic thing. After that, we went into the science library where I commented on expecting to find someone I knew from ages ago there. We went to the magazine room and James toppled a thing of magazines, missing me by a few inches. He said he was aiming for me, but ha, not really. After that, we spotted DJ and the chem kid again and headed upstairs to wander around. We headed back, spotting DJ and chem kid ahead of us, so we jokingly decided to "ninja" them. They escaped us, but it was still amusing. We tried to lose the freshman, but that didn't work all that well. We eventually raced them to the room again, but they cheated by running, so ha! No, not really...there really weren't any set rules.
Awards were okay. Our second-place girl got 6th, so she was the alternate. Eh. We got out of the room, and wandered away while everyone called back to us. DJ, James and I looked back and explained that our cars were this way, but chem kid decided to follow us. Naw, we'll bring you the stuff back. So, we headed back.
Meeting up back at school, I got there first. Noticing all of the gates were closed, I circled around and pulled into this curve where parents could drop off students. I pulled to the very front, leaving room for people. The poster girl left her car in the lot that was locked, so we had to move to let her out. She had to ramp up the curve, but she had a small jeep. It worked. Somehow, James and DJ managed to get into the lot and then couldn't get out. I went over to meet them on foot, and they managed to wedge me in front of the two of them in the front and attempt to ramp over the curve. Didn't work as well, but it worked. After getting everything settled, I got into my car and we headed to James' house. They were in the lead, but after a light, since I was in an automatic car and they had a manual, I got ahead of them. Pulling into his house, I realized they took the long way around. Rolling my eyes, I jumped out of my car and waiting at the corner of his house.
We eventually headed inside, and DJ and I joked about ribbon candy that we called "chloroform candy." Every time I'm over, I have at least a little piece, and they're always different from what was expected. This time, I got peppermint. James came out of his parents' room with three shotguns and a pistol, so DJ and James started pulling them out and playing with them. After we were bored, we put them all away and set them back. Apparently, James trusts us enough to let us help. Eventually, we ended up with a shotgun shell and a rile round each. They are currently in my purse...maybe I can find something to do with it.
We decided that we were hungry and so we drove off to find food. Dinner was interesting, but not that much fun. On the way back, however; DJ had left his door unlocked (something unheard of) and James had locked his door. They basically switched. So, we made jokes about roleplaying and it went on from there. Apparently, DJ was the "dashing young teacher," I was the schoolgirl, and James was the "random drunk father of one of the students complaining about something." Somewhere along the way, something happened and all three of us were in a room and I got naked? It was an interesting conversation (oh, right, none of that physically happened, it was just a scenario we all helped sketch). We drove home and I left.
See, I love spending time with them, because it's like we've reached a level of comfort where nothing really matters anymore. We're all so open minded that if anyone were to sit in on our conversation, we'd all be racist. I also feel safe - safe from somehow awaking my vixen. I'm done with anything relationship related with DJ, and I know that no matter what happens with James, I will never allow myself to go further than an emotional relationship. It's just a wonderful feeling - no real restrictions and no worries. Well, maybe I can come up with more excuses to avoid Snake for a little longer while somehow harvesting information from people about James. This is just too fun. I don't know why I didn't think of this ages ago. Hee hee, remember when I said that I was stopping myself from wanting a relationship? Well, I guess I retract that statement. I'm such a victim to pressure that if enough people suggest something, I will be tempted to try. So far, there are like three forces convincing me, and it seems to be working rather well...Silly forces.
Sunday, I was going to go out again, but parental got mad and so I stayed at home and dyed my hair. It was great fun! Eh.
I got like three books today! I shall read them eventually...
-Apologetic Glances Shot From Every Angle
Scarlet Bloodmoon
Title from: Until the End by Breaking Benjamin
I got to the Arizona State University (well, close enough) at 6 in the morning, so that meant leaving my house at 5:30. Eh. Traffic was light and I was cruising 80 on the way there. Good fun. I got there, sitting in the lobby for a little and wandering around before I called James. Well, they had finally woken up at 6, so I hopped to breakfast with another group I'm not that familiar with. I mean, the chemistry kid from before was there, but the other people I choose to associate with as little as possible. Walking the...40 feet to IHOP, we sat down and ordered. Eventually, James and DJ joined us, followed by three other girls that I'm sure weren't in the class. I ended up having like 3 cups of coffee with heavy creamer and then we headed back to the hotel to sort and pack and whatnot.
Finally finished, we all headed to ASU to check in to the competition thing and hang out. After that, we split, so James and I went across the way to the computer lab there. They had a thing of Mac computers, so we hopped on them (even though we didn't have an account thing) and played with them. DJ came and joined us, keeping us from doing stupid shit, and eventually, a kid from a nearby highschool came around and asked if we could tie ties. Well, James started, but decided the tie was too flimsy so I took it. Being a perfectionist, I kept fixing it, and I'm sure I bugged him just a little. Eventually, when the presentations were about to start, we headed back to a room where one of the girls from our school was presenting, and sat down. So many presentations that were so boring! We had...just stuff I couldn't bear to sit through. Finally, they gave us a break and we went outside to sit and chat with everyone else.
Coming back, more people gave presentations and blah. Eventually, they all finished and we had lunch. It wasn't very great at all. Eh. With the remaining time, we wandered around ASU for a little bit before heading back to a classroom to hear awards. Posters: James and DJ didn't win for their poster, but another girl did. Two of the guys in the group won Third for their presentations, and the girl who presented in our room won second. Congrats and stuff like that. After that, they let us go on another break and we wandered around ASU some more. People started presenting their projects, trying to get it down to the top 6. Eh, the only amusing thing here was James kept falling asleep and that was kind of amusing. Apparently, he didn't sleep very much the night before. Oh, and apparently, he liked my hair better purple. Hmm...Break between the presentations and final awards, James, DJ, chemistry kid, two freshman and I walked to Haydon library. After splitting at the elevator, James, two freshman and I wandered into the primary documents, and I looked for some stuff on my research topic thing. After that, we went into the science library where I commented on expecting to find someone I knew from ages ago there. We went to the magazine room and James toppled a thing of magazines, missing me by a few inches. He said he was aiming for me, but ha, not really. After that, we spotted DJ and the chem kid again and headed upstairs to wander around. We headed back, spotting DJ and chem kid ahead of us, so we jokingly decided to "ninja" them. They escaped us, but it was still amusing. We tried to lose the freshman, but that didn't work all that well. We eventually raced them to the room again, but they cheated by running, so ha! No, not really...there really weren't any set rules.
Awards were okay. Our second-place girl got 6th, so she was the alternate. Eh. We got out of the room, and wandered away while everyone called back to us. DJ, James and I looked back and explained that our cars were this way, but chem kid decided to follow us. Naw, we'll bring you the stuff back. So, we headed back.
Meeting up back at school, I got there first. Noticing all of the gates were closed, I circled around and pulled into this curve where parents could drop off students. I pulled to the very front, leaving room for people. The poster girl left her car in the lot that was locked, so we had to move to let her out. She had to ramp up the curve, but she had a small jeep. It worked. Somehow, James and DJ managed to get into the lot and then couldn't get out. I went over to meet them on foot, and they managed to wedge me in front of the two of them in the front and attempt to ramp over the curve. Didn't work as well, but it worked. After getting everything settled, I got into my car and we headed to James' house. They were in the lead, but after a light, since I was in an automatic car and they had a manual, I got ahead of them. Pulling into his house, I realized they took the long way around. Rolling my eyes, I jumped out of my car and waiting at the corner of his house.
We eventually headed inside, and DJ and I joked about ribbon candy that we called "chloroform candy." Every time I'm over, I have at least a little piece, and they're always different from what was expected. This time, I got peppermint. James came out of his parents' room with three shotguns and a pistol, so DJ and James started pulling them out and playing with them. After we were bored, we put them all away and set them back. Apparently, James trusts us enough to let us help. Eventually, we ended up with a shotgun shell and a rile round each. They are currently in my purse...maybe I can find something to do with it.
We decided that we were hungry and so we drove off to find food. Dinner was interesting, but not that much fun. On the way back, however; DJ had left his door unlocked (something unheard of) and James had locked his door. They basically switched. So, we made jokes about roleplaying and it went on from there. Apparently, DJ was the "dashing young teacher," I was the schoolgirl, and James was the "random drunk father of one of the students complaining about something." Somewhere along the way, something happened and all three of us were in a room and I got naked? It was an interesting conversation (oh, right, none of that physically happened, it was just a scenario we all helped sketch). We drove home and I left.
See, I love spending time with them, because it's like we've reached a level of comfort where nothing really matters anymore. We're all so open minded that if anyone were to sit in on our conversation, we'd all be racist. I also feel safe - safe from somehow awaking my vixen. I'm done with anything relationship related with DJ, and I know that no matter what happens with James, I will never allow myself to go further than an emotional relationship. It's just a wonderful feeling - no real restrictions and no worries. Well, maybe I can come up with more excuses to avoid Snake for a little longer while somehow harvesting information from people about James. This is just too fun. I don't know why I didn't think of this ages ago. Hee hee, remember when I said that I was stopping myself from wanting a relationship? Well, I guess I retract that statement. I'm such a victim to pressure that if enough people suggest something, I will be tempted to try. So far, there are like three forces convincing me, and it seems to be working rather well...Silly forces.
Sunday, I was going to go out again, but parental got mad and so I stayed at home and dyed my hair. It was great fun! Eh.
I got like three books today! I shall read them eventually...
-Apologetic Glances Shot From Every Angle
Scarlet Bloodmoon
Title from: Until the End by Breaking Benjamin
Friday, March 28, 2008
Regrets Are Better Left Unspoken
I don’t know. I’m starting to spend a lot of time with James…it’s like after the competitions at the beginning of the break, I’ve seen him three more times over break and we just spend a lot of time together. Bella had suggested that out of any of the guys I could date, he’d be the best choice: “You know, out of anyone, I think you should date him.” “I think I should date him too…” Well, Wednesday was fun. There was like…a minute of chatting in the hallway before class, the second class of our day, and then lunch…and then Robotics after that, and from like 4 PM until 9:30, I’ve been spent the day with him…Bella was with us for a majority of it, but heh…
Apparently, I’ve just sealed the decision: I’m not going to Prom this year – as I am a junior. Well, unless I get a job and somehow get my great friend to come along…I definitely want to try to go in a tux and see what they say…That and this is the last year for my senior friends, so I’d get to be with them…and no doubt James is going to accomplish something random and silly with DJ…and I just have to see it. I don’t want to shell out fifty dollars for a ticket though…It’s kind of silly and I definitely don’t have that money. I don’t want to have to feel like I’m silly for not having a gorgeous dress that could have half of the male population forget about their dates for at least three seconds, and I really don’t want to have to deal with the planning involved…because it’s a long story, but the gist of it comes down to the fact that I’m getting obsessed…which is gross and silly.
Seriously…I’ve been slightly obsessed with Silver (and that’s really the main reason why he has his nickname thing) and I’m starting to develop one for James…I swear, the more time you spend with people, you either grow to really hate them, or you grow to love them in some way. Robotics has really brought me closer to a lot of people and torn me permanently away from others. Really, I’m kind of glad I’m finally growing up and away from being so fickle and petty, but the thing is…I still don’t trust myself not to screw it up.
Being the great person I am, I like to doubt myself and the things around me. I constantly doubt that guys could have any real feelings for me besides…“a tingle in their pants” or some extraordinarily silly euphemism like that. I mean, I realize that I’m a great person…half the time. The other half of the time, I’m just sure they see me as a friend and at best…a sibling. I fear that people will set me aside as the girl that’s too perfect to date because of how close the friendship has grown or something like that.
I may be outspoken a lot of the time, but I swear, I am a wonderful girl to take home to Mom and Dad. I can seriously impress on paper and in person, and I’m well-rounded enough to fit into conversation easily. I may be questionable on the streets, but I can act like the girl-next-door or the dream girl for any parent/friend/evaluator. I’m sweet, I’m caring, I’m daring, I’m ludicrous, I’m hilarious, I’m impossible, I’m perfect, and I’m going to be the most perfect thing anyone could wish for. I try to please – I give easier than I take – and there is never a dull moment with me. I’m fairly open, but I used to lie a lot…I can and will change for you…
I’m just…Eh.
Thursday was eventful. After school, I walked into Robotics to see Silver already there. Ooh! Well, he pulled me into a huge hug and we started with simple pleasantries. “How was break?” and the like. From there, we started right off and had the other people list companies that we considered potential sponsors. Eventually, when that was just about done and most of the people left, it was just Silver, DJ and I. We went off to clean the storage room where everything we used to build was. DJ left us at 5, and for another hour, we cleared a walking space and moved everything off to a side of the room. What progress! Somewhere in that hour, Silver found a box of thumb tacks. Previously, I had noted that I wanted more of them because they were so fun and I loved them. He handed me the box, and I responded with an enthusiastic “ooh! Tacks!” He chuckled and commented about the simple ways into a girl’s heart. Later, he kidnapped the tacks, and when I tried to bargain for a ransom, he suggested partial nudity – only when I had reached 18. Apparently, he’d been in trouble for stupid things like that before…so now he’s being really cautious. Hmm…Well, we finished with the sorting for the day and went back to the classroom and ended up chatting a little with the teacher. We left shortly after that.
Anyways, coming back to this, I realized I’m becoming bolder in my little…obsession (?) of James. Friday after school, James and DJ were heading off to a nearby college for a science thing, and since James has class right next to mine, I met him at the door of his classroom and told him I was going to follow him for a good deal of time. Crossing under the stairway to one of the buildings, we ran into Snake. Seriously, this kid is so lost…but that might be because I hide what I really want away from the world. Well, after he grouped up with us, we stood around and greeted a group of friends under the stairs before we all went to the Science and Math building. Getting up the stairs and going into the classroom, we took a corner in the back (the usual haunt) and looked for DJ. He had yet to come. Some other kid came (and seriously, he’s uber obsessed with Chemistry…) and we started joking and chatting. I could easily tell that Snake was out of place, but I didn’t care. I hoped that he would either sooner or later make up an excuse and go away or get the point. He didn’t. Oh well. James decided to start organizing his laptop case, and so, pulling out mine, I did too. It was amusing. I pulled out a whole ton of note cards and just the random crap that I’ve stashed in there for ever. I ended up throwing away all of the paper in my thing…which is probably okay considering most of the stuff was definitely old anyways. I organized my bag a little too…but that didn’t get very far.
Eventually, DJ arrived. The other kid had found a burette thing and started playing with it. He squirted water at all of us, and after complaining about being wet and making inappropriate jokes, we left to travel and get things done. When three came around, they had to leave, so each taking a poster thing that we needed to load, James, DJ, Snake and I went off to James’ car (which was just next to mine…) and loaded the posters into the bed of his truck. It worked out well. They left, and so, I called Bella (who needed a ride) and loaded up with Snake. Driving away, we reached a stop close to a grocery store. Previously, DJ and James had planned to stop by a the grocery and pick up energy drinks, which made me laugh when a red pick-up pulled out (and we all assumed it was James’ car). I dropped my little guests off, and drove home.
At 4, Otter called and asked if I wanted to go over for a swim party thing. I had nothing to do, so sure, I’ll come along was the decision. Unable to think of anyone else to invite, I convinced my dad to let me go and got to his house. Bella had a play to attend, so she wasn’t there. Eh. Well, when I got there, Captain, Otter, and Otter’s twin was there and we were waiting for another girl. When she got there, we all got ready to swim and headed outside. I dove into the pool first, followed by Otter and Captain. The other girl didn’t join us because she was on her period, so she sat at the edge of the pool and silently suffered when splashed or purposely soaked. Lawlz. After sitting around the pool for half an hour (the water was freezing!), we just started chatting. I talked about sex lives and the like, discussing my adventures at the Convention towards the beginning of the year…not more than two months ago. Greed was mentioned, and the funny thing was, Captain was wondering just how fun he was.
“He was no fun at all…too easy.” I commented.
“What do you mean by too easy?” Captain teased.
“Ha! Everything” someone else said.
“Tch. No…just…” I started.
“Like he’d do anything: ‘Take off your pants!’” The second person said.
“Haha, yeah, he would have.” I responded, drifting from the topic.
We then talked about what I might go as for the next convention come Memorial weekend. It was all great fun. We later got dressed and walked to the park. We dug out the jump rope that had been in my car for weeks now and played with that. When it broke, we turned it into two whips before it became a flog. It is now in my trunk again…
Anyways: I got home at 7 and haven’t really done much at all.
I went to lunch with James on Friday. During fifth period, I tend to migrate throughout the room. Most of the students are concentrated in this little spot, and I move around a lot. Towards the beginning, I settled myself close to James and during a moment of bustle, he mentioned the plan. It has somewhat become a “tradition” that a four of us had started. The only constants (for me anyways) were James and I. Today, it was just the two of us. On random Fridays where we had that class, we would go off campus for lunch and return before the last class of the day. It always worked nicely.
We met in the parking lot, in between our two cars (as they were right next to each other). He was shuffling with a few things, so I slung my laptop into my trunk and helped him stick a large sticker to his back window. Finally, he turned to me. “Yours or mine?*” Well, not really caring which car we took, he asked about my mileage, commenting that I must have done the math constantly. Smiling appreciatively, I replied with the number I figured and he said his was just about the same. Ah…well then, that doesn’t matter then. His pick-up was just about stuffed anyways, so we took my car. Lunch was fun and we made it back just as the bell rang, dismissing us to our next class. Routing through the library, we walked out the door and headed back towards the cafeteria. Bella noticed us and asked where we had gone. Cautiously, we almost simultaneously responded with “places…” before heading off to our classes. Since they were right next to each other, we headed to the spot in between where a group of our friends gather all the time and stood and chatted until we had a minute to get to class. Saying goodbyes, we headed off to our classes. It was just…fun.
I think I’ve finally decided that no matter what, I have this huge obsession with James and the only real way to get rid of it would be harsh rejection or starting a relationship with him. Bella even said something about it in the car Friday afternoon. We were heading off to her home from dropping off Snake and I told her about how I definitely didn’t want anything to do with Snake. She told me that I had to destroy any sense of hope Snake had and just end it already, but I responded apathetically and saw it in an even more roundabout way. All I really needed to do was find myself in a commitment before he developed the balls to ask me out. “Now, if only I can find my victim before the next time he tries…” She said I didn’t need a victim – she couldn’t see why I would ever need one. “You could have [James]…You’ve hung out with him so much recently…especially over break and stuff like that.” I know I can have him, I know I want him, and I know that he’s just so cute, but right now, I don’t really need to care about the person that I break Snake’s heart with. He just needs testosterone and agree to a commitment before I exploded on Snake. He would be the best choice, and then I wouldn’t need to pretend, but with his trust and commitment issues…that’d be hard.
From a previous post, I’ve established that this is my rubric for guys:
1. He has to ask me
2. Nerdy-esque, gamer guy
3. Sci-fi/fantasy guy and be able to talk about it
4. be able to talk about literature
5. be able to talk about coding
6. Be able to understand nerdy references (which is different from being a nerd)
7. Be able to understand me.
8. Be able to grow within and out of the relationship
9. Be emotionally attached instead of physically inclined
10. Be able to appease my different moods – meaning he must be at least slightly romantic
Well: 1, 8, and 10 are kind of hard to discuss, but now, I can use this and compare everyone I could want with the rest. Yay! Now…if I could make a more extensive one for life in general…
DJ’s girlfriend (who had dubbed herself my mother) is – and this is all speculation from me, but I swear! – trying to matchmake me with James, I promise. Every time I talk about doing something with DJ and her (and then considering the fact that I’d have to be a third wheel type figure), she’d comment on the fact that I could always bring James along and wouldn’t be so much of a wheel anymore. For example, we were talking one day about prom and stuff like that when I said it would be hilarious to just dress up in the most formal dress in our closets and go to a fast food restaurant. We didn’t need to go on prom night, but you know. We giggled and said we’d go on another school’s prom night. Seriously joking, I said we’d need to drag random guys with us. She giggled a bit and said she’d take DJ over a random guy any day. I revaluated and said I’d have to take a random guy. She countered with the fact that I could always take James. Seriously, are all of my female friends that are close to him wanting me to date him? In that way, she and I would become closer (as it is almost a fact that if two really close friends – in this case James and DJ – are both dating, the two girls will either grow closer or hate the guts of the other and screw up the friendship…but we wouldn’t do that!) and it’d all be entertaining and amusing. I swear, the idea of asking James myself is starting to look better and better…
Grr! I’m so close to asking the people around him how he feels about me. I’m still ignoring some parts of the truth, but we’ve had so much fun that I think that I’m entitled to…I guess the next time DJ and I have a heart-to-heart chat, I can bring it up. I don’t know…I just feel kind of awkward trying to fish it out of the people around him…it’s just weird. Well…This is me pretending and masquerading.
*The funny thing is, I had the exact line on the tip of my tongue. And now, I realize (hey! I am being perfectly innocent when the thought of relationships come to mind…and I’ve been pondering that a lot…It’s like one of my masks…just…not really a mask) how interesting that sounds…Truthfully, me backseat is kind of small and he has a truckbed. Tch. ^_^ Let’s stop now, kk? k.
- There Is Nothing More I Want To Do Than Take It All Back
Scarlet Bloodmoon
PS – My newest name obsession is Lilith. She is, from the bible-ness, the first woman-creature created by God, but was pure evil. She spawned demonic legions and seduces men in their beds. How fun is that? She’s the Succubus.
Title from: Rise Above This by Seether.
Apparently, I’ve just sealed the decision: I’m not going to Prom this year – as I am a junior. Well, unless I get a job and somehow get my great friend to come along…I definitely want to try to go in a tux and see what they say…That and this is the last year for my senior friends, so I’d get to be with them…and no doubt James is going to accomplish something random and silly with DJ…and I just have to see it. I don’t want to shell out fifty dollars for a ticket though…It’s kind of silly and I definitely don’t have that money. I don’t want to have to feel like I’m silly for not having a gorgeous dress that could have half of the male population forget about their dates for at least three seconds, and I really don’t want to have to deal with the planning involved…because it’s a long story, but the gist of it comes down to the fact that I’m getting obsessed…which is gross and silly.
Seriously…I’ve been slightly obsessed with Silver (and that’s really the main reason why he has his nickname thing) and I’m starting to develop one for James…I swear, the more time you spend with people, you either grow to really hate them, or you grow to love them in some way. Robotics has really brought me closer to a lot of people and torn me permanently away from others. Really, I’m kind of glad I’m finally growing up and away from being so fickle and petty, but the thing is…I still don’t trust myself not to screw it up.
Being the great person I am, I like to doubt myself and the things around me. I constantly doubt that guys could have any real feelings for me besides…“a tingle in their pants” or some extraordinarily silly euphemism like that. I mean, I realize that I’m a great person…half the time. The other half of the time, I’m just sure they see me as a friend and at best…a sibling. I fear that people will set me aside as the girl that’s too perfect to date because of how close the friendship has grown or something like that.
I may be outspoken a lot of the time, but I swear, I am a wonderful girl to take home to Mom and Dad. I can seriously impress on paper and in person, and I’m well-rounded enough to fit into conversation easily. I may be questionable on the streets, but I can act like the girl-next-door or the dream girl for any parent/friend/evaluator. I’m sweet, I’m caring, I’m daring, I’m ludicrous, I’m hilarious, I’m impossible, I’m perfect, and I’m going to be the most perfect thing anyone could wish for. I try to please – I give easier than I take – and there is never a dull moment with me. I’m fairly open, but I used to lie a lot…I can and will change for you…
I’m just…Eh.
Thursday was eventful. After school, I walked into Robotics to see Silver already there. Ooh! Well, he pulled me into a huge hug and we started with simple pleasantries. “How was break?” and the like. From there, we started right off and had the other people list companies that we considered potential sponsors. Eventually, when that was just about done and most of the people left, it was just Silver, DJ and I. We went off to clean the storage room where everything we used to build was. DJ left us at 5, and for another hour, we cleared a walking space and moved everything off to a side of the room. What progress! Somewhere in that hour, Silver found a box of thumb tacks. Previously, I had noted that I wanted more of them because they were so fun and I loved them. He handed me the box, and I responded with an enthusiastic “ooh! Tacks!” He chuckled and commented about the simple ways into a girl’s heart. Later, he kidnapped the tacks, and when I tried to bargain for a ransom, he suggested partial nudity – only when I had reached 18. Apparently, he’d been in trouble for stupid things like that before…so now he’s being really cautious. Hmm…Well, we finished with the sorting for the day and went back to the classroom and ended up chatting a little with the teacher. We left shortly after that.
Anyways, coming back to this, I realized I’m becoming bolder in my little…obsession (?) of James. Friday after school, James and DJ were heading off to a nearby college for a science thing, and since James has class right next to mine, I met him at the door of his classroom and told him I was going to follow him for a good deal of time. Crossing under the stairway to one of the buildings, we ran into Snake. Seriously, this kid is so lost…but that might be because I hide what I really want away from the world. Well, after he grouped up with us, we stood around and greeted a group of friends under the stairs before we all went to the Science and Math building. Getting up the stairs and going into the classroom, we took a corner in the back (the usual haunt) and looked for DJ. He had yet to come. Some other kid came (and seriously, he’s uber obsessed with Chemistry…) and we started joking and chatting. I could easily tell that Snake was out of place, but I didn’t care. I hoped that he would either sooner or later make up an excuse and go away or get the point. He didn’t. Oh well. James decided to start organizing his laptop case, and so, pulling out mine, I did too. It was amusing. I pulled out a whole ton of note cards and just the random crap that I’ve stashed in there for ever. I ended up throwing away all of the paper in my thing…which is probably okay considering most of the stuff was definitely old anyways. I organized my bag a little too…but that didn’t get very far.
Eventually, DJ arrived. The other kid had found a burette thing and started playing with it. He squirted water at all of us, and after complaining about being wet and making inappropriate jokes, we left to travel and get things done. When three came around, they had to leave, so each taking a poster thing that we needed to load, James, DJ, Snake and I went off to James’ car (which was just next to mine…) and loaded the posters into the bed of his truck. It worked out well. They left, and so, I called Bella (who needed a ride) and loaded up with Snake. Driving away, we reached a stop close to a grocery store. Previously, DJ and James had planned to stop by a the grocery and pick up energy drinks, which made me laugh when a red pick-up pulled out (and we all assumed it was James’ car). I dropped my little guests off, and drove home.
At 4, Otter called and asked if I wanted to go over for a swim party thing. I had nothing to do, so sure, I’ll come along was the decision. Unable to think of anyone else to invite, I convinced my dad to let me go and got to his house. Bella had a play to attend, so she wasn’t there. Eh. Well, when I got there, Captain, Otter, and Otter’s twin was there and we were waiting for another girl. When she got there, we all got ready to swim and headed outside. I dove into the pool first, followed by Otter and Captain. The other girl didn’t join us because she was on her period, so she sat at the edge of the pool and silently suffered when splashed or purposely soaked. Lawlz. After sitting around the pool for half an hour (the water was freezing!), we just started chatting. I talked about sex lives and the like, discussing my adventures at the Convention towards the beginning of the year…not more than two months ago. Greed was mentioned, and the funny thing was, Captain was wondering just how fun he was.
“He was no fun at all…too easy.” I commented.
“What do you mean by too easy?” Captain teased.
“Ha! Everything” someone else said.
“Tch. No…just…” I started.
“Like he’d do anything: ‘Take off your pants!’” The second person said.
“Haha, yeah, he would have.” I responded, drifting from the topic.
We then talked about what I might go as for the next convention come Memorial weekend. It was all great fun. We later got dressed and walked to the park. We dug out the jump rope that had been in my car for weeks now and played with that. When it broke, we turned it into two whips before it became a flog. It is now in my trunk again…
Anyways: I got home at 7 and haven’t really done much at all.
I went to lunch with James on Friday. During fifth period, I tend to migrate throughout the room. Most of the students are concentrated in this little spot, and I move around a lot. Towards the beginning, I settled myself close to James and during a moment of bustle, he mentioned the plan. It has somewhat become a “tradition” that a four of us had started. The only constants (for me anyways) were James and I. Today, it was just the two of us. On random Fridays where we had that class, we would go off campus for lunch and return before the last class of the day. It always worked nicely.
We met in the parking lot, in between our two cars (as they were right next to each other). He was shuffling with a few things, so I slung my laptop into my trunk and helped him stick a large sticker to his back window. Finally, he turned to me. “Yours or mine?*” Well, not really caring which car we took, he asked about my mileage, commenting that I must have done the math constantly. Smiling appreciatively, I replied with the number I figured and he said his was just about the same. Ah…well then, that doesn’t matter then. His pick-up was just about stuffed anyways, so we took my car. Lunch was fun and we made it back just as the bell rang, dismissing us to our next class. Routing through the library, we walked out the door and headed back towards the cafeteria. Bella noticed us and asked where we had gone. Cautiously, we almost simultaneously responded with “places…” before heading off to our classes. Since they were right next to each other, we headed to the spot in between where a group of our friends gather all the time and stood and chatted until we had a minute to get to class. Saying goodbyes, we headed off to our classes. It was just…fun.
I think I’ve finally decided that no matter what, I have this huge obsession with James and the only real way to get rid of it would be harsh rejection or starting a relationship with him. Bella even said something about it in the car Friday afternoon. We were heading off to her home from dropping off Snake and I told her about how I definitely didn’t want anything to do with Snake. She told me that I had to destroy any sense of hope Snake had and just end it already, but I responded apathetically and saw it in an even more roundabout way. All I really needed to do was find myself in a commitment before he developed the balls to ask me out. “Now, if only I can find my victim before the next time he tries…” She said I didn’t need a victim – she couldn’t see why I would ever need one. “You could have [James]…You’ve hung out with him so much recently…especially over break and stuff like that.” I know I can have him, I know I want him, and I know that he’s just so cute, but right now, I don’t really need to care about the person that I break Snake’s heart with. He just needs testosterone and agree to a commitment before I exploded on Snake. He would be the best choice, and then I wouldn’t need to pretend, but with his trust and commitment issues…that’d be hard.
From a previous post, I’ve established that this is my rubric for guys:
1. He has to ask me
2. Nerdy-esque, gamer guy
3. Sci-fi/fantasy guy and be able to talk about it
4. be able to talk about literature
5. be able to talk about coding
6. Be able to understand nerdy references (which is different from being a nerd)
7. Be able to understand me.
8. Be able to grow within and out of the relationship
9. Be emotionally attached instead of physically inclined
10. Be able to appease my different moods – meaning he must be at least slightly romantic
Well: 1, 8, and 10 are kind of hard to discuss, but now, I can use this and compare everyone I could want with the rest. Yay! Now…if I could make a more extensive one for life in general…
DJ’s girlfriend (who had dubbed herself my mother) is – and this is all speculation from me, but I swear! – trying to matchmake me with James, I promise. Every time I talk about doing something with DJ and her (and then considering the fact that I’d have to be a third wheel type figure), she’d comment on the fact that I could always bring James along and wouldn’t be so much of a wheel anymore. For example, we were talking one day about prom and stuff like that when I said it would be hilarious to just dress up in the most formal dress in our closets and go to a fast food restaurant. We didn’t need to go on prom night, but you know. We giggled and said we’d go on another school’s prom night. Seriously joking, I said we’d need to drag random guys with us. She giggled a bit and said she’d take DJ over a random guy any day. I revaluated and said I’d have to take a random guy. She countered with the fact that I could always take James. Seriously, are all of my female friends that are close to him wanting me to date him? In that way, she and I would become closer (as it is almost a fact that if two really close friends – in this case James and DJ – are both dating, the two girls will either grow closer or hate the guts of the other and screw up the friendship…but we wouldn’t do that!) and it’d all be entertaining and amusing. I swear, the idea of asking James myself is starting to look better and better…
Grr! I’m so close to asking the people around him how he feels about me. I’m still ignoring some parts of the truth, but we’ve had so much fun that I think that I’m entitled to…I guess the next time DJ and I have a heart-to-heart chat, I can bring it up. I don’t know…I just feel kind of awkward trying to fish it out of the people around him…it’s just weird. Well…This is me pretending and masquerading.
*The funny thing is, I had the exact line on the tip of my tongue. And now, I realize (hey! I am being perfectly innocent when the thought of relationships come to mind…and I’ve been pondering that a lot…It’s like one of my masks…just…not really a mask) how interesting that sounds…Truthfully, me backseat is kind of small and he has a truckbed. Tch. ^_^ Let’s stop now, kk? k.
- There Is Nothing More I Want To Do Than Take It All Back
Scarlet Bloodmoon
PS – My newest name obsession is Lilith. She is, from the bible-ness, the first woman-creature created by God, but was pure evil. She spawned demonic legions and seduces men in their beds. How fun is that? She’s the Succubus.
Title from: Rise Above This by Seether.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
All Because of You, I Believe in Angels
So yesterday, I made three necklaces with a 20-sided die as a pendant. I gave one of them to my brother, because he's just a D&D nerd like that, and two away as birthday presents. The wonderful thing is, I spent...less than $2.50 on each of them and they still love it! I should sell those instead of dreaming of becoming a seamstress...
I bragged about my nerd genius last night, referencing the necklaces, catching the attention of James. Seriously, since I made one of them as his birthday present, I dodged the questions and pleas to the best of my abilities and told him to be patient. It worked.
To today, I stayed up until 8 in the morning playing an RPG on the Gameboy Advance. Going to bed after that, I got up at noon to the sound of my cell phone going off. Answer, sounding like I woke up (rougher voice, slightly dull and muted...) and felt really bad when the person of the other line apologized for waking me up. Finally got up, had half of a Cinnabon, and then played more of the RPG. My parentals left at 4 this afternoon for Legoland, bringing my youngest brother (7) with them. My other two brothers and I get the house to ourselves for a few days, but it's like we're on a house arrest...
My parents did let me go to a birthday party today, but only because I told them it was my best friend's birthday and I really wanted to give her something...they assumed I meant I had an invite to her party. What really happened was James had a "surprise" (the surprise part was pretty lame...) birthday party and I couldn't turn down going. I got there right at 6:45 and hid my car in front of a neighbor's house. Went in, introduced to people James knew from church (he's mormon, but definitely doesn't act it) and then chatted a little with Otter. At this point, James was still out because he and my friend (...DJ Monk3y) had a science fair thing (which they are extremely proud of and has been working on for six and a half months) to attend that day. When the two did show up, the surprise was kind of lamed and most of us managed a weak "surprise" or "hi". Not the best...Having not seen DJ since the beginning of the month, I gave him and hug and corralled with everyone else to the kitchen. James asked again about the nerd genius, and I pointed at the cute little cube-box I had prepared as his present and told him he'd have to wait until he opened his present to find out.
Food was eaten (but having eaten before getting there, I stood around and chatted with James and DJ) and eventually, Bella arrived (late because she was celebrating her birthday with family) and after greetings (and giving her my present) and such, everyone mellowed and sat down to watch a movie. It was Hot Shots, or something like that...but neh. Whole ton of innuendo and parodies, which caused some chuckles and "hehs." I sat by the breakfast bar with DJ and we started a game of tag at first and then narrowed it to "Robotics Tag" which was then exclusively DJ, James, and I. After like...three or four people had left, we opened presents. Some interesting presents...and I was confirmed a nerd genius when people opened mine. It was great. Hmm...after that, we ran around a little bit, eventually meeting outside where DJ and James were glowsticking (because they do that). At 9, I left, heading home because that was the agreement I had with my parentals.
So, here I am, enjoying the relationships I have with DJ and James. I used to have the biggest crush on DJ...It didn't work out very well, and he's currently dating this girl that I'm friends with, but not that close of friends, you know? DJ and I are still very close friends (but it took some mending time) and we are both crazy programmers. He challenges me with new and cool ideas and it seems like he's there to insure that I'm a good person. I swear, most of my friends think that if DJ ever ends his relationship with his girlfriend, I'd be the next candidate.
James...is James. I'm moving closer and closer to deciding that I don't really want to get into a relationship with him because we're such great friends. I mean, I know that Bella and him have known each other since 7th grade, but here's the friendship I have with James, and I've really known him since 10th grade. That's like a year and a half and I was the closest thing to "his type." It's a really casual-banter-nudge-cough friendship. We playfully, and with good intentions, bait the other into "dirty" comments and references, and I listen to his advice on movies and books and whatnot more than those of other people. I'd be lost without a friendship like the one I have with him.
"Not The Kind With Wings
No, Not The Kind With Halos
The Kind That Guide You Home
When Home Becomes a Strange Place"
Thank you, both of you, for being my Angels
-No Amount of Cake Batter Could Overpower This Friendship
Scarlet Bloodmoon
Title from: The Good Left Undone by Rise Against
I bragged about my nerd genius last night, referencing the necklaces, catching the attention of James. Seriously, since I made one of them as his birthday present, I dodged the questions and pleas to the best of my abilities and told him to be patient. It worked.
To today, I stayed up until 8 in the morning playing an RPG on the Gameboy Advance. Going to bed after that, I got up at noon to the sound of my cell phone going off. Answer, sounding like I woke up (rougher voice, slightly dull and muted...) and felt really bad when the person of the other line apologized for waking me up. Finally got up, had half of a Cinnabon, and then played more of the RPG. My parentals left at 4 this afternoon for Legoland, bringing my youngest brother (7) with them. My other two brothers and I get the house to ourselves for a few days, but it's like we're on a house arrest...
My parents did let me go to a birthday party today, but only because I told them it was my best friend's birthday and I really wanted to give her something...they assumed I meant I had an invite to her party. What really happened was James had a "surprise" (the surprise part was pretty lame...) birthday party and I couldn't turn down going. I got there right at 6:45 and hid my car in front of a neighbor's house. Went in, introduced to people James knew from church (he's mormon, but definitely doesn't act it) and then chatted a little with Otter. At this point, James was still out because he and my friend (...DJ Monk3y) had a science fair thing (which they are extremely proud of and has been working on for six and a half months) to attend that day. When the two did show up, the surprise was kind of lamed and most of us managed a weak "surprise" or "hi". Not the best...Having not seen DJ since the beginning of the month, I gave him and hug and corralled with everyone else to the kitchen. James asked again about the nerd genius, and I pointed at the cute little cube-box I had prepared as his present and told him he'd have to wait until he opened his present to find out.
Food was eaten (but having eaten before getting there, I stood around and chatted with James and DJ) and eventually, Bella arrived (late because she was celebrating her birthday with family) and after greetings (and giving her my present) and such, everyone mellowed and sat down to watch a movie. It was Hot Shots, or something like that...but neh. Whole ton of innuendo and parodies, which caused some chuckles and "hehs." I sat by the breakfast bar with DJ and we started a game of tag at first and then narrowed it to "Robotics Tag" which was then exclusively DJ, James, and I. After like...three or four people had left, we opened presents. Some interesting presents...and I was confirmed a nerd genius when people opened mine. It was great. Hmm...after that, we ran around a little bit, eventually meeting outside where DJ and James were glowsticking (because they do that). At 9, I left, heading home because that was the agreement I had with my parentals.
So, here I am, enjoying the relationships I have with DJ and James. I used to have the biggest crush on DJ...It didn't work out very well, and he's currently dating this girl that I'm friends with, but not that close of friends, you know? DJ and I are still very close friends (but it took some mending time) and we are both crazy programmers. He challenges me with new and cool ideas and it seems like he's there to insure that I'm a good person. I swear, most of my friends think that if DJ ever ends his relationship with his girlfriend, I'd be the next candidate.
James...is James. I'm moving closer and closer to deciding that I don't really want to get into a relationship with him because we're such great friends. I mean, I know that Bella and him have known each other since 7th grade, but here's the friendship I have with James, and I've really known him since 10th grade. That's like a year and a half and I was the closest thing to "his type." It's a really casual-banter-nudge-cough friendship. We playfully, and with good intentions, bait the other into "dirty" comments and references, and I listen to his advice on movies and books and whatnot more than those of other people. I'd be lost without a friendship like the one I have with him.
"Not The Kind With Wings
No, Not The Kind With Halos
The Kind That Guide You Home
When Home Becomes a Strange Place"
Thank you, both of you, for being my Angels
-No Amount of Cake Batter Could Overpower This Friendship
Scarlet Bloodmoon
Title from: The Good Left Undone by Rise Against
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