About Friday

The single best moment of yesterday: when we were at Alec's washing our hands and I pushed the lever on top of the faucet and put my hands under the water and the lever fell down and the water turned off and I was left there laughing at my own Charlie Brownishness (as described by Kaj).

I was very confident walking to school yesterday. I knew it was going to be an interesting day, because it was the end of the most insane week ever. I knew it wasn't going to end in anticlimax, because we'd already had a day where nothing happened (thursday). I wasn't entirely sure what we were doing, but certainly it would be interesting.

Let me tell you about coming home last night.

Picture a girl coming home, impossibly wet, coughing like crazy, walking up to her front door, grinning, and saying, "Hi, Mom."

It wasn't entirely my fault. In fact, as my mother stressed to me later, it was due to poor planning and us not knowing what we're doing until five seconds before we do it.

Rings a bell?

The second best moment of the day: the eleven of us walking all the way around Cavendish Mall in the rain, everyone talking over everyone else.

The third best moment of the day: Ariel and Kaj having their little Tag war and Kaj getting foot powder all over his DSOTM shirt.

Things to remember for next time: 1. NEVER let Alec pick the movie again. (It was hilariously terrible...can't believe Jacob let us see it. Although it was fun laughing through the parts where everyone was dying, and listening to Isabelle predict the whole thing. Wow, we must have driven everyone around us insane.) 2. Let's actually figure out what we're doing before we're doing it so nobody gets left walking in the pouring rain on Sherbrooke alone at ten thirty at night again. (Samosas?) 3. How about we just skip the movie and hang out at someone's house? (Meaning: anyone's but mine.)

And Arthi's in Florida.

I have another nightmare to add to my list. Actually, it isn't really a nightmare because it has a good chance of happening, and it's not nearly as bad as the other two I mentioned before. I have this fear that someone will start waving or gesturing or mouthing words toward me from the other side of the room, and I'll respond, and then I'll turn around and realize they were talking to the person behind me. I don't deal well with awkward situations.

In a way, it's a good thing I don't have soccer today. I'm a little afraid to venture out of my room, though, even though my mom decided, finally, that it wasn't my fault. I really wanted to go biking this weekend, but I might end up grounded for the second time in my life.

One Last Thing (OLT): Here's another quote to add to the list from yesterday. R Ralph, Robbie S and Shadowitz happened to be in the same theatre as us.
Ralph to me: You'll have to tell me tomorrow what the movie was about.
Me to Ralph: Tomorrow's Saturday.

Please, please, tell me the truth.