[Swimming In Miami – Owl City]
I went to Jenny Z’s house today! It was amusing solely on the factor that I wasn’t allowed to say hi to her parents…
I got to the Glen early (saw Carmaine there, who greeted me by poking her tongue out. Hi to you too) and tried to see what I can get Dom but he didn’t help suggesting anything, so I don’t know. Just walked around I suppose.
Took the train up to Mt Waverley a bit earlier than I’d planned, which apparently freaked Jenny out. She specifically told me to not say I’m from MacRob. I didn’t know why.
When I arrived at the bus stop, Jenny called me and asked if I could see her. So I looked down the road, I looked up the road, I peered around the corner and I looked to the other side. Nothing.
Turned out she was standing about 150 meters away, a tiny purple speck in my short sighted eyes, waving.
We went to a park that’s near her house and ate some snacks, and watched a small boy try to play on the playground. She poked me first, therefore it started a whole day of poke-age. I swear she started it! It was not fair and she blamed me on starting it, I mean she’s taller than me with bigger hands so clearly she had the advantage.
That was me building myself up to be the victim – because I was one.
We went back to her place when I felt some hayfever starting to attack my nose.
When I got into the house, Jenny told me to just run into her bedroom, so I only managed to say hi to her dad as I walked in.
Spent most of the time in her bedroom just lazing around. She gave me heaps of anime and manga stuff, including Ouran Host Club and Kuro…something. Something about a butler. I liked a few pages of it so she gave me most of it. Yayers.
Mucked around on Facebook a fair bit, and I made Jenny look a little schizophrenic because I just commented on her behalf, and instead of you know, actually telling what she thought she’d reply to my/her own comment. Nonetheless, it was amusing especially when she decided that entendres that could easily be taken wrongly was something to be shared.
Then we played some Barbie Uno. Okay. What the hell. They have this card called the “Friendship Card” which lets you swap your cards with say, someone who just called out “UNO!”. THAT’S NOT FRIENDSHIP! THAT’S FUCKING EVIL! And there was that time when I put down the Wild Color Choice one, and I didn’t know how to describe the color except: “Um…hot pink?”
I left at round past 5, and we walked to the bus stop. I missed a bus by one light crossing, so Jenny waited with me. When I was on the next bus, she told me that she was actually going to wait with me for half an hour if it took that long. I was all like saying to myself, “awww”. It was a nice touching moment which made me look like an idiot on the bus smiling to myself.
Sorry if this sounded choppy. I’m tired. I had to spend the entire day acting like a ninja and blocking Jenny’s attempts at poking and tickling me.