hah. ok. so. I'm going out with Phil now. As of like...20 minutes before the activity buses came today. It took a few minutes for me to actually realize what had just happened and then I felt like screaming in that high-pitched, squealy, incredibly girly way that girls scream when they're excited about stuff like this, but that would have been kinda weird so me and Devon and Kristine went to the bathroom and I told them and then they screamed.
I find it kinda funny how girls go to the bathroom to talk about these things. That would have been the second time today, and we were all paranoid because the first time Devon and I went into the bathroom when we came back out, Phil and James were standing right there and had apparently heard us talking so we just turned back around again.

Devon: So...have we regained our dignity enough to go back out?
Me: *still laughing* No. Maybe you have, I haven't.
Devon: Yeah...you lost a lot more dignity then I did there.


Taco: *licks Sarah's finger*
Me: ewww! Taco spit!
Taco: Hey, Taco spit is holy.
Me: Like holy water?
Taco: Yeah.
Phil: Except you're Jewish!

And then later Taco baptized me. I was going to stage kiss her and she freaked out and spat all over my face. I fell over on the floor and lay there laughing hysterically with my head in Kristine's lap for a good five minutes.

At Chuckie's, Taco bought one of those weird little grow-a-lover things.

Devon: Your lover is red and spongey!


Really happy right now...I keep having random laughing fits. My parents shall think I am crazy. woot!



Oh, and I'm supposed to say that contrary to what I posted a few days ago, James and Devon are not going out. Or rather, they sort of are now, but they weren't then.







"...and I'm filling in the empty spaces where you, you left your mark..."