Monday, January 19, 2009

I caused fear by asking her to the movies...

Okay, so this weekend I was semi-forced to go to Selma Ca in order to go visit the snow. This girl that I was interested in was there so I kind of wanted to go. However, when I went she ended up being "afraid" of me. I had invited her to the movies with me before and she wasn't able to go because she had to go to some families house. I guess that her mom and her thought I liked her, and the night I was there at the house in Selma with her family and mine everyone was forced to go to bed around 11pm. I wasn't sleepy at all so I stayed up in the room me and my family were in. Everyone except my dad was at the house, he was at the Casino, along with a few of the other adults. So when everyone heard the door open and close and the guys started talking, my mom sent me to go see if he was with them. He wasn't, but instead of going back to the room I went into the room next ours (It was where the girl, her brother, and my little cousin were in). They were watching TV and not sleeping. So I just stayed in there. The next day when I was talking to her brother I found out that she'd moved mid-night to another room, I asked why and her brother explained that she felt weird because I'd laid down next to her bed when I was in there the night before, and because I'd invited her to the movies. I couldn't help but feel bad after finding this out.
Although I must say that I questioned (In my mind) why you would be afraid of someone being nice to you? I could understand her thinking I liked her from inviting her to the movies, but when I laid down next to her bed it was because of the way the room was set up. As you open the door the first thing to the left was the bed she was in, in the middle of the room more or less to the left side, was my little cousin on the floor. And on the top side of the room was another bed, this was where her brother was sleeping. The TV was on a little drawer/mini-desk across from her brothers bed.
The reason I laid down next to her bed was for two reasons. 1)It was nearest me and provided best cover of anyone seeing me 2) I either laid there, or walked across the room over my cousin and next to her brothers bed, with the bed partially blocking TV view.
I'm lazy, and I wanted to watch the TV/ knew that my mom was going to come looking for me. So I picked the spot that I felt best.
After her brother told me this, I figured I wouldn't even consider making any kind of moves on her, so the rest of the day was just focused on the snow. Throughout the day though, I talked to her brother. He was actually pretty alright for a 12 year old. We had conversations on Graffiti, Spore, Weaponry, C-walking, Breaking, Computers, Movies, Music etc.

At the snow, I think I showed my family a truer side of myself. I was constantly cursing, never really caring who heard me, and also when it came to riding these snow sled things I always took dangerous paths. I did it because they picked up more speed and also they had bumps in the snow that caused me to get a hellof a lot of air-time. My Dad was amazed at how many times I repeatedly flew in the air without getting hurt. The best memory I had there was that I had a full 2-3 second hang time on one of the jumps. It felt great, right up until I landed. As I landed I realized there was a tree in my path so I had to roll off the sled. Luckily for me I have strong bones, I was sure that if I hadn't that my wrist would've shattered due to the angle my hand hit the ground and the awkwardness of the roll I had to perform.
After using the sled things for a while I got extremely tired. I decided I was done for the majority of the day and borrowed my aunts camera to snap some photos. At first I was having trouble becaused I didn't know how to set up the eye view instead of the display. Once I did though, I was able to get some good shots. I was surprised I was able to because for the longest time people were blurs in the eye view.
When I'd taken a good 20 shots or so I noticed my eyes and my eyelids were in pain. I started complaining for about 10 minutes. As I was complaining though my dad explained that it was probably from the light reflecting off the snow. At first I was kind of skeptical of his knowledge... but I thought about it and it made a little bit of sense, and it would also explain why my eyes were hurting and no one elses were (Because of the eye view with the camera, I guess it was more concentrated light on my eye than normal).

So the day turned out fine, and when we came back to the house I started reading the book I had with me. I was at peace in the room I was in while everyone was out in the kitchen eating. Or I was up until my sister came in and started buggin me. Something I found odd was that every time she reaching over to grab one of my pencils or the eraser pen I had, I had an automatic thought of where I could strike to either knock her out or kill her. The majority of the spots were in the neck, but of course I didn't act on those thoughts... well not exactly on them. I did instead, hit her in the forhead with the eraser pen. She began complaining so I told her to shut up and go away. As always, she didn't listen.
When she didn't leave I set rules for her, if she stayed she wasn't allowed to talk, sing, or annoy me. She half-ass abided to the rules and didn't sing or annoy me. That is, up until she began talking. She kept trying to start conversations and I didn't want to talk because I was obviously reading. To get my attention she grabbed the clipboard I had kept asking if she could borrow a paper. I said no. Yet there is no end to the girls annoyance, and she kept asking. Eventually I took the clipboard and hit her on top of the head. She again began complaining and finally decided to leave the room.
Once everyone was done eating, we left the house and began our way home. It wasn't that long of a ride, but I was the only one that didn't sleep at all along the way. I sat there reading for maybe a quarter of the time, and then the other rest of the time I just of thought about different things.
Upon arriving home, I went inside, played with my sisters cat for a bit, then went to bed.

1 comment:

  1. Hey i just randomnly popped into ur site and read this and its pretty cool. Sucks about wat happened about the girl but i can relate to u about ur sis. I have an older bro who is like that. And wow the things about hitting ur sis and thinking of ways to strike/ kill was pretty funny. Ive also read ur poem thingys and theyre pretty good. So yea just wanted to say i liked ur stuff, i mean ur blogs.

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