Sunday, April 24, 2005

Current mood: contemplative

Heh....I got a tan from Marching in teh Battle of the Flowers Parade The day before yesterday...when i moved my sleeve to look at it, i also noticed i had a bruise from where Michael bit me...I poked it and it hurt good.
i also bit him alot at the rave block party. At the end, i almost collapsed totally unconcious from the major activity my legs had been going throught that weekend. I didn't get to rest up much before the party. I was Freehanding and dancing, you know, moving around a lot, and suddenly sharp pains coursed through my legs and i pretty much fell. A lot of the pain was in my left leg, it usually is. Master helped stretch them out and get me back up again. I was up and dancing again in less then 10 minutes after that. I'm so dumb.
A little while later, a fight broke out about 5 feet to my right. Two Stringers were having a battle and one of them got mad and started a fight. They got near me, wrestling all over the ground and i thought they were gonna pull me into it. I had a glowstick in my mouth and i bit down on it when i moved away, but i bit a little too hard. I tasted awful stuff as the DJ pulled the two guys apart. They walked away and i spit out Blue Glow-in-the-dark spit....
I had to keep spitting for about 15 minutes while taking sips of water and gatorade. My cousin Crystal, Master, and his Sister Becky were around me, making sure i was ok. Danny (the dj's son who is also a friend of mine), cam out and said that some people said that i started the fight. I have no idea how that could've happened. They then were going to get on our cases about the party being over and gettig us out of there. Danny told them to leave us alone and that we're VIP's, we could take as much time as we wanted, that and because i was busy trying to get that horrid taste and chemicals out of my mouth. He said they were non-toxic and that i'd be ok. He stuck with me for a little bit though. He's the coolest. He mixed the music for my speech at my debut and got it all perfect. It was nice to see him again. I thanked him and headed out towards the car with everybody.
On the way to the car, Becky had some guys hooting at her, saying "Hey, we got some beads!!!"
"Don't look at them Becky" I said to her

She is a very pretty girl, she even competes in those model things. That's the only reason i was afraid to have her come downtown with me. I knew, me Crys, and Master would be ok, but we all had to keep an eye on her. I love her to death, she is such a sweetheart though.
After dropping off my lovely home, giving him a long goodnight kiss and a small nip on the shoulder, I headed for my own home with Crys. She was to spend the night. We talked for a bit before i crashed while she was still talking to me. I was so tired, she understood and went to sleep on the fold out couch after she noticed my eyes didnt' open when she paused for a long time. She just needed to talk whatever it was out because she seemed ok in the morning. She needed to spend some time out of the house with other people and have someone to talk to, even if they don't respond. I didnt talk toher for abit before i crashed, so it was all good.
I went to today's parade...Some old couple behind us kept yelling at us for standing up. It was funny so i got up whenever a school band would pass by. They didn't get up for any displaying of the American Flag though. It was amusing to annoy them. On the way home, i got to lean on my brother's shoulder and sleep like i used to do on road trips when i was little. I missed doing that. I missed my brother a lot.
Got home and went straight to the computer....posted a couple of times on Glowsticking.com, about to go to bed cuz i'm tired as hell. *looks at the computer clock* holy crap it's 2 46 am. ok yeah i'm going to sleep, just one more thing: I was watching the Incredibles with the kids i was to babysit today. It was towards the beginning and Mr. Incredible *saves* the man from a suicide. The creepiest conversation came out of them, being that theya re kids, naturally quiet, come from a religious family...
Clara (6): that man didn't want to die
Me: *looks at her sitting next to me on the couch* Really?
Clara: *nods* Abby, why did he save him?
Abby (8 or 9): I don't know
Clara: He saved him when he didnt' want him to...

It was kind of wierd...in way....

Goodnight everybody

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