"We'll go to my house and put the octopus in the refridgerator"
I'm bored out of my mind at the moment and I'm tired and I'm just sitting here with my butt molded to the chair--fuuuun, lol. I was supposed to go to see "Herbie" with my friend Natalie, but she just remember that she has to go get the stitches out of her ear. I bet she would much rather be with me, LOL. Because I'm so much fun like that, lol. Plus, I know just watching me try to order food is amusing in itself, lmao. Like yesterday when Caitlin, Chris, and I went to Red Robins to eat and for some reason I could not get the words "No pickle relish" out of my mouth. But I guess that's how I get waiters to smile at me all the time *wink*wink* lmao. It was the highlight of my day just watching Chris read my teen people magazine, LOL. I loved his little comments about everything, like how he said that Jennifer Lopez looks like a senator and Jessica Simpson looks like someone you would find in a desert in Texas. I blurted out, "That's because everything is bigger in Texas!" And Caitlin said, "I don't think that's what he meant!" LOL. Well...you never know about Chris JK LOL. Like how he was telling us that he really hasn't been hungry lately. My idea was, "Maybe you're in love." LOL. But Chris said he eats a lot when he's in love. Whenever I'm not hungry, my parents always ask me that, lol. That's because my dad's a goofball! And then Chris went to some Japanese place while Caitlin & I relaxed in her air conditioned car. I'm sorry, but I still think octopus looks disguisting. Even just the mention of it made me feel sick. For some reason it just cracked me up the way Caitlin said, "We'll go to my house so we can put your octopus in the refridgerator." Those were words I never thought I would ever hear someone utter, lmao. Chris--did you like our choice of music? Britney Spears...Gwen Stafani (It's bananas, B-A-N-A-N-A-S)....don't lie--I know you did JK LOL. I know, you are more of a fan of "Oh the shark, babe, has such teeth dear, and he shows those pearly whites!" After we took Chris back home (I love the pink and orange bear, LOL...pink rocks my world, lol), Caitlin and I went to Crittenton hospital, where Caitlin does community service (when I told my mom to meet us there, she almost had a heart attack because she thought I was in the hospital, LMAO). We sat in her car for about an hour (because my mom was late because of car problems) talking about guys and my nonexperienceness (*tear* I feel like such a dork sometimes...but oh well). Yeah--yesterday was just the day of insecurities for everyone. Although Caitlin made me feel better by saying, "Monica, you're beautiful, and I know he wants you! Why wouldn't he!" awww! And then Chris said I looked hott yesterday :D I <3 you Chris, lol.
Sunday I went to my cousin Michael's graduation party. Clare Wrouble was there--and I really didn't know he was friends with her. My cousin Shelley was all like, "Why didn't you think she was friends with him?" And I answered, "Because she's one of the smartest people in our school!" That sounds so mean, lol. Shelley and I had this whole conversation about our boobs in the bathroom (or my lack there of), lmao. I think that was the most interesting conversation we've ever had, lol. She made me not feel so alone, lol. And then my cousin Ariah and I decided to walk along a trail. Too bad we only made it like a few feet before turning back. I'm sorry but I'm too much of a girl to go walk on a trail. If I was wearing the proper footwear, I would've considered it. But I was wearing my black sparkley sandals from Meijers that won't stay on my feet for anything. So by the time we walked a little bit, my feet were pitch black. I felt like a savage, lmao. And then this raccoon ran across our path and scared the heck outta me. I felt bad beacuse Ariah wanted to walk along the trail with me, but I just couldn't stand walking with stones in my shoes for a mile, and I didn't feel like being scared half to death every few seconds, lol.
I'm still trying to decide on whether to call a certain someone. The more I think about it, the more I chicken myself out, and the more I make myself feel like I'm never gonna do it. I'm starting not to care that much anymore (although last night you should've seen me...I couldn't think of anything else, and anytime I thought about it, I was get this horrible feeling in my stomach). Last night I was all ready to pick up the phone and call him, but today, there's nothing in the world I want to do less, lol. I think it's some sort of sign though--I've had a dream about him probably every night since Saturday. And I never have dreams. But yet every morning, I wake up, remembering I dreamt about him. I don't always know for sure what all I dreamt about, but I know I dreamt about him. Usually I can never remember my dreams in the least, not even remembering that I did dream that night. That's why this is so strange for me.