Me & My Gang

Ah, hanging with my crew. I haven't done much of that this year. We did it once and that was to see 'Obsessed'. That was...fun. Seriously though, anytime I'm with those two, it's a great time. Today started out as an attempt to get tan. I wore the smallest Hollister bikini that is in existence, I put on barely any sunblock (it was SPF 8, come on!) and layed out for an hour and a half. I have one patch of red on my chest. I think the sun erased me. Sam, however, (I can't say 'on the other hand' because she ruined the phrase for me) got burned. Whatever, I give up. The sun hates me and my baby skin. I don't care. I'll just live in pale, freckled agony forever.

Probably one of my favorite parts of the day was when Chris was playing 'N+' on his 360 (the other games were being retarded and not playing. Is there a reason that every piece of technology I touch turns into a suicidal mess?) Apparently Chris gets angry at 'N+' a lot and just yells things from 'Red vs Blue'. It was pretty damn funny, probably because normally he is pretty mild-mannered and not much of a yeller.

I also learned today that while Sam is quite the talker on AIM, over texting and on the phone, in person she's a straight up pansy who won't say a damn thing. I found it hilarious. I stared her down. Twice. To quote the legendary Callie Torres, 'I'm a good starer'.

On the way home, (my mom drove me and Sam home since Sam's dad took us over to Silverton) we ran into the also legendary Austin. At first, I didn't believe it was him. I had to look close.

"Oh, dude, no way." I said, leaning very close to the windshield, trying desperatley to focus my vision on the spiky haired boy with the basketball. "Oh, you've gotta be kidding. You will not believe this." Of course it was him. June wouldn't be June if it wasn't him! I laughed. A lot. I still find it funny.

On a slightly less amusing note, today I had quite seriously been considering getting through Chapter 5 of my 'Is Forever Enough?' fan fiction. This was my plan. Sam had written a paragraph that I needed and even Chris had added a line in. I was ready to write. And then Sam IMed me. Oh, yay.

And what did my best friend Samantha have to tell me, you ask?

Well, she just kindly pointed out that a certain song reminds her of me.

And Adrian Pasdar.

Oh, and it's this song.

Yes, I know. OMG.

After reading those lyrics, I was done. There was no way I would be able to write fan fiction tonight. That is now completely out of the question. What was I supposed to do? My mind when from creative-writing-mode to completey-enthralled-with-the-lyrics-and-Adrian-Pasdar-mode. I actually tried to write after that but my mind is so wrapped up in OTHER THINGS that I think I typed 'OMG' like four times. CAN YOU BLAME ME? Did you see the lyrics? Come on, I am only human!

So now I've got nothing to do. I've been listening to the same Rascal Flatts songs over and over and over again. I can't listen to 'Skin' anymore because despite the fact that it's a heart-breakingly sad and emotional and serious song, all I see is Jay DeMarcus sitting at that piano and my mind just goes to a totally different place and just... OMG.

There is definitely something wrong with me, isn't there?

I can't think of a good way to end this so I'm just gonna put some lyrics from the song that just came on;

'When she told you goodbye, you didn't flinch.
When she looked back, you didn't even budge an inch.
You stood there like a stone,
But now that she's gone,

How strong are you now, without her around?
You can't even keep one little, bity tear from falling down.
Tell me, how strong are you now?'