It’s Raining Frogs
January 29, 2008
Well today was…entertaining, to say the least. I hung out with Fuzz and Peterpops today. I absolutely adore Peterpops - sober or intoxicated. She is the most random, funniest person I know.
Anyways, we didn’t do a whole heck of a lot. We bought some more banana rum so now it’s not gone, I hope Frog Prince doesn’t drink it again…since it really was all his fault. We played Rock Band for a while too, then Peterpops’ mom was due home so Fuzz and I left. Peterpops’ mom doesn’t really like me…so I feel uncomfortable being around her.
Fuzz came over for a bit since there wasn’t anything better to do, and we watched Sydney White and the Disney classic Beauty and the Beast. Fuzz actually liked both of those movies and sat through them. Heh.
I always feel so awkward whenever Fuzz comes over when my family is around because they always make things weird. Actually, everybody makes things weird when I hang out with Fuzz - everyone at the skiing weekend, my family, etc. It’s quite annoying and I’m not sure how to handle it. Fuzz is my friend, and I really don’t want any complications to our friendship…I’ve had many complicated friendships with other people before (Reaper, for example) and I don’t want things…well, complicated.
*Sigh*
It’s always so annoying that friendship can never stay as innocent friendships for long. B1 wants to know why I don’t just give Fuzz a chance; she would like to see us date…but you know when you just know something won’t work out? When you just know that something isn’t for you? No? Well I have that feeling, and I just know.
Remember that old saying? You’ve got to kiss a lot of frogs to find your prince? Well, it’s definitely raining frogs…I just don’t feel like kissing them on account of I know they aren’t my prince.
Yes yes, I know that true beauty lies within, hello…I have seen Beauty and the Beast - it’s my all time favourite Disney movie! But the guys who are interested in me who I could go out with are good looking, I just don’t find that spark. You know, emotionally connection or whatever?
I guess you could say I have got my nose stuck in a book! (At least my nose isn’t stuck in the bottle of an alcoholic beverage…unlike Frog Prince).
Besides, the frogs I kiss turn out to be duds anyway.
P.S. I apologize for the complete randomness of this post, and I’m sorry it has absolutely no point at all. I’m just rambling…again…for some reason.
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January 29th, 2008 at 10:28 pm
< ![CDATA[You should totally watch this mexican movie called:"Cansada de Besar Sapos", which means "Tired of Kissing Frogs". I LOVE that movie, I don't know what's the title in English, but you should look for it and watch it. I think you could like it.]]>
January 29th, 2008 at 10:48 pm
< ![CDATA[Trust me, frogs are over rated. :D
You'll know the one when you meet him.
How was Sydney White? I wanna check that out.]]>
January 30th, 2008 at 12:39 am
< ![CDATA[Gaby; I’ll definitely try to find it at Blockbusters, but I don’t think they’ll carry it LOL! What’s the plot about?
Vicious Vikki; They totally are, even Frog Prince is over rated - as much fun as he is when he’s sloshed. I definitely agree that I’ll know when I meet him, therefore the comments are frustrating LOL. And Sydney White was totally awesome ;)]]>
January 30th, 2008 at 9:50 am
< ![CDATA[So when you said on IM that Frog Prince was getting wasted, you were being serious!
Great photos.]]>
January 30th, 2008 at 10:11 am
< ![CDATA[I miss holding frogs from the garden. (ugh!)
Peterpops is the best nickname EVER.]]>
January 30th, 2008 at 12:05 pm
< ![CDATA[Avitable; would I lie to you?
thanks lol. Actually I came upstairs today and saw Frog Prince STILL drinking. Man. That frog needs to lay off the juice!
Poppy; You can hold Frog Prince if you like, just don’t try to kiss him…*whispers* he’s got warts... And Peterpops has been her nickname since grade 6 French class :D]]>
January 30th, 2008 at 12:36 pm
< ![CDATA[Ahhhh. My French name was Natalie. *shrug*]]>
January 30th, 2008 at 12:42 pm
< ![CDATA[Well that isn't her French name, its the name I gave her when she became my slave :D. It had a nice ring to it when threatening her with a dictionary…
Yes…I was a weird kid.]]>
January 30th, 2008 at 12:44 pm
< ![CDATA[I didn't have a nickname until I was 16, and that one's private. ;)
And... um, I'm still weird. (Although, I prefer "quirky".)]]>
January 30th, 2008 at 12:45 pm
< ![CDATA[PS - She knew "peter" is French for "to fart" *and* "to wax skis," right? 100% true.]]>
January 30th, 2008 at 12:48 pm
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it was violent!]]>
And I am also still very weird, I’ve just stopped hitting Peterpops with dictionaries
January 30th, 2008 at 12:54 pm
< ![CDATA[Those French, they're nothing short of amusing.
Better to hit with words themselves than the books that contain them, I say.]]>