i had one huge dramatic blog entry prepared for my "clubbin' experience," but was too lazy to update it four days later. basic gist: i went, got groped by some guys who could possibly have been my dad's age, danced with a sleazeball cutie who bought me a drink, and developed enough muscle to sustain a whole regiment.
what i'm more excited about is this weirdo guy i met and consequently spent the majority of two days with. you know he's important because i shaved my legs in an effort to impress him, and i haven't done that since muskogee's prom...which, as you can recall, was awhile back. we're caught in a constant battle of trying to one-up each other, and despite the fact that i keep winning, he keeps trying. it's so cute.
"drinken."
"strucken."
him: "i'm never stupid around anyone else!"
me: "that's hard to believe."
yesterday, he came down to meet me and after some general chaos, we went out for lunch (where i completely brutalized him), and on a spur of the moment decision (courtesy of me) we decided to go to little blue. little blue is this gorgeous spot by the lake, featuring some towering waterfalls and a completely clear-water creek. we spent about five hours there, just talking and walking and swimming...and a whole lot of talking. it was so fun to be completely cocky around him and stab him with my word spears all at the same time. we spent like, five hours there!
today mirrored the day before, except today he brought a boat (with paddles!!) and this laame picnic lunch. ahah, oh. it was amazing. it ended with him magnificently gashing himself on the rocks by the waterfall, and me liquid bandaid-ing him after him. i drifted off into a daydream of becoming that nurse who finds that guy...and we headed back after some minor discussion about "later tonight." today=five hours @ little blue too.
he dropped me off only to be begged by me to stay with me...and stay with me...and stay with me. i chastised him, gave him warnings of death, and to top it all off, stole his boat. we stayed in that parking lot for about an hour, too. =]
what a guy.
what.
a.
guy!
slogging through the water and clinging to his arm and both of us slipping un-simultaneously on the moss-ridden rocks and standing under the waterfall together and walking upriver and him screaming "fishie!" and me moving him because he was in the sun's way, goshdang....
i'm glad it won't be forgotten, because it's been recorded right here. =]
on thursday i'm heading to OU for sorority/frat stuff with chels. i'll be there till saturday, and i'm super stoked! this is just what i needed.
"i always tell the girls
to never take it seriously,
if you never take it seriously,
you never get hurt,
and if you never get hurt--
you always have fun."
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