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Saturday, October 9, 2004
Small chilluns and hand-holding
Ugh. Having to repeat yourself six times to six different groups of small chilluns is very irritating. And, of course, if you make a comment about anime or something, they're like: "Huh?" *stupid look*
It's a shame the small children have such naive little minds. Not only do they not know anything about anime, but they know nothing about music. The extent of their knowledge is probably Hillary Duff (BURN!!).
So, it was very nice to get away from small children and just have a happy sleep-over with my friends. Of course, we didn't actually watch any anime--we just talked and crap. But I'm not going to go into detail because I'm tired.
But, I will go into the very nice thing that happened to me:
*sighs dreamily* Man, having the person you love hold your hand for three hours is quite nice. It was kind of odd how it came to be, though. Erin (the host) had just told Jacky (friend) to turn off the lights, so she did. So, I was in the dark on one couch, and Morgan (other friend) was on the couch perpindicular to mine. (It looked like this: __|) And it was dark, and I was like, "Eep, where's Morgan?" So Morgan hold out her hand and I find it, and then she started playing with my fingers with hers. (It was kind of odd, but it was nice, really, it was.) I layed down on my couch and let her play with my fingers, and then Erin came back and climbed on the couch I was on and snuggled up with me. (We're very close, okay? Like sisters.) At this point, Morgan was just holding my hand now, and vice versa. But my arm was at a very odd angle, and now I've got a crick in my arm. Heh. At one point in time last night, I thought I'd make it all the way through the night holding her hand, but she let go sometime around four a.m. Ah, well, three hours suits me fine!
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