FUN PARK
February 11, 2012
welp. this weekend..aka..friday night..(it's still friday night to me) was FUN.
why you ask? well my dear roommate jenna works at the fun park & she hooked us up with some after closing hours free laser tag, skating, and serious adventuring.
laser tag: you can pretty much call it war. me and carrie were in a hideout (one of those bubbly window things in a giant jungle gym) screaming, sweating, and doing our best to take out the ENEMY.
skating: flashback to elementary school. i pondered a lot while skating and decided there are
4 types of skaters.
1. those who just party and dance and have fun with everyone
2. those who ponder, coast for the majority of the time and sing to the music, pretty much in their own world (obviously me)
3. the d-bags. these are the people who for whatever reason have to get obnoxiously close to you and cut you off, scaring the crap out of you because you think you'll fall and die
4. the show-offs. these are the people who for whatever reason have to skate as fast as they can and show off all the tricks they can do..woof.
This was the funnest night i've had in a while. i needed it pretty bad.
whilst pondering some more earlier today i was thinking that there are
2 ways you can miss people.
2 ways you can miss people.
1. you can miss someone when they've gone far away, and you know that you will not see them soon.
2. you can miss someone when they're right there in the same room with you, this is the hardest way of missing people (in my opinion). it's a genuine kind of 'i miss you', & not only do you know that you're not just missing the presence of having 'someone' there, but you miss the presence of having 'that person' there. not just anyone. but them.
i know you never read this, so i'll just come out & say it.
i miss you. & unfortunately in the hardest way. i miss having amazing talks with you & learning things about you that i otherwise wouldn't have been able to find out.
i miss you real, real bad.
i miss you real, real bad.
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well, you know it's bedtime when you keep falling asleep at your computer.
much love.
1 ounces of lovin'
good thing those are i's.
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