Lies and falsehoods, Padfoot!

I just... can't bring myself to be bitter about Valentine's Day. I couldn't last year either. I just like candy and hearts and valentines (mine have Ariel on them this year) too much to be bitter that I'm single.

And I bought myself a heart shaped balloon that says "love" on it at Shaw's the other day, and it makes me insanely happy. Cause I like balloons. It's my Valentine's Day gift from me to me.

Anyways. I saw this on Nessa's journal, and for some reason I suddenly feel like filling it out, so here goes.

Ok kids, I think we need a weekend recap.

Friday:
Went to see The Lake House with Janeea, Sarah, Hannah, Liz, Jackie, and Erin. LOVED it. Sarah and I tried really hard to break each others' hands because we didn't know how it was going to end and OMG it was great. I laughed, I cried, I chewed my knuckles (which is the mark of truly good movie) and I still like Keanu Reeves.


Saturday:
Went to Renee's party. Tripped over her stairs and broke my shoe and scraped the shit out of my knee, all in one fell swoop. (Honestly, I shouldn't be allowed to walk.)

Ate. A lot. God her mom makes good food. Renee, I love you, and your mother, and all the food in your house. In that order.

Played with adorable dogs and sat and chilled with awesome people like Anna and Aaron and Vanessa and others. Met a girl named Cassie, and one named Nicole, who played Little Red Riding Hood in Into the Woods.

And then I ate some more.

Hope Renee liked her presents!


Saturday/Sunday:
CAMPING.

Ok. I didn't want to go camping. I don't camp. I'm not terribly fond of canoes, it was dark, I hate bugs, I was told I was going to get eaten by a bear or attacked by a weirdo, and peeing in the woods...Yeah.

Well, I think my friends (or at the very least, Janeea) have figured out that if you reassure me enough I will do a lot of the things that I don't do. And I would like to deeply and sincerely thank Janeea, because CAMPING WAS AWESOME.

Seven teenaged girls canoed out to a campsite, in the mostly dark, with a shit load of stuff, set up a tent, built a fire, cooked hot dogs and s'mores and whatever else we wanted, spent the night, did not get eaten by a bear or attacked by anything, peed in the woods, (I) did not get bit by ANYTHING, and then cleaned it all up and canoed back. (And we didn't tip the canoe either, no matter how much I was panicking about it.)

So there.

We are women, hear us kick ass.

I also caught a tadpole in a water bottle, and named him Ted. Ted the Tadpole. He's bi-lingual and has little legs and a little mouth and little eyes and someday he's going to turn into Fred the Frog.

Chittenden Dam is GORGEOUS in the morning. (There are big fucking rocks and sun and sky and water and mountains and GAH.) Really and truly gorgeous. I felt like Peter Pan. Don't ask why, but I felt so much like him that I crowed.

It was great.


Sunday:
Made it back from camping in one piece, hung with Renee for a little while, watched A Knight's Tale and then took a nap. Heh.


Ok. For some reason, my parents went out and bought a net and a volleyball and a badminton set. So if anyone wants to play... (Why? Why do they buy these things? The telescope that we've never used, the piano that no one in my house can play...Why?)


And last but not least, I finally saw Tristan and Isolde. It was ok. I mean, it wasn't bad, but it was pretty predictable and all I really cared about was that he was very very very pretty. (But since I am a total sap, I believed the whole "love conquers all and is stronger than death" bit. So I liked it, is my point)


And that's the end of this long ass entry.

OK. So there's this guy John who is now dating Ashleigh. Meg is Ashleigh's roommate.

Meg, Kelley, Shannon, Erin, and I were all in Kelley and Erin's room, and Meg goes "Hey did you guys know that gullible is not in the dictionary?" And we all laugh because we are smart. (And some of us have used that joke before. Formed friendships on it, in fact.)

So Meg goes "God, and I the only one who fell for that?" Then, since she is kind of ticked at having to not be in her room because John and Ashleigh are in there doing God knows what, she goes next door and tells John that gullible is not in the dictionary.

She returns about 5 minutes later, giggling gleefully, and goes "he's looking it up online."

And about 5 minutes after that, John opens the door, goes "easily duped or tricked" with the most patheitc look in the world on his face and Ashleigh behind him laughing hysterically.

And oh, how we laughed.




Then I watched Drawn Together, during which a tamboureen was called a jingle frisbee. That is the greatest phrase ever, and I am going to work it into all my conversations now.