Monday, April 19, 2010

Game Master

Location: The couch! Because guess who got her laptop fixed?!
Listening to: That blonde chick on Gossip Girl.
Days til Graduation: 49
Followers: SIX!!!

Sweet baby Jesus, I have another follower. Another female follower! I like this a lot. Seriously. Personally, I'm not quite sure why you guys decided I'm entertaining enough to follow (because when I reread my posts I end up rolling my eyes and wishing I was wittier...hah) but I love you for it. Hi, Ally!

Today was a good day. Because:

-I practiced my duet with White Chocolate. And it was gorgeous. And we were flirty. And it was fantastic.
-I watched Midnight Madness which was pretty hilarious. Except every time the guy who played Wesley spoke, all I could think of was the annoying bespectacled kid from Polar Express. (Probably because it's the same guy.) But it had a young Michael J. Fox and now I get the "Game Master" reference in Second Helpings, so I'm a happy camper.
-I have zero homework (which is a miracle considering AP testing is in two weeks).
-The weather was beautiful. It was one of those days where the sky was beautiful blue and it was a balmy 65 degrees and the breeze was warm and all I wanted to do was go lay out in the grass with a book and a picnic basket, because that's what you should do when the weather is perfect.
-I GOT MY LAPTOP BACK! I finally got it to my uncle yesterday and he de-virused it for me. Which makes me really happy because now I'm not chained to the desk anymore. I have freedom! I can blog from my bed or the bathroom (which would be gross, but possible) or Starbucks or ANYWHERE with an internet connection. YAY!!

White Chocolate and I are practicing again tomorrow. Which makes me happier than happy. Listening to him play guitar and sing literally makes me forget what I'm doing. I know our song perfectly, but I get so distracted when he's practicing with me that I completely forget how to work my hands/vocal chords. Hopefully I'll have a video of us to put up here once we perfect it, just so you can see what I mean.

Pretty much, if my life were a romantic comedy, we would be approaching the point where the guy and the girl overcome a conflict and realize their true feelings for each other. I can picture how it would happen, too. I would tell him some deep, brooding secret about past guys I dated and how I don't know if I can trust anyone relationship-wise, but I'm glad I have him to talk to. He'd be understanding and adorable and kind of confused about why I was telling him this (even though secretly he'd be glad that I trusted him of all guys, and secretly that's exactly why I would have been telling him). Then we'd be practicing our song together. We'd play through it, the whole time thinking of each other (the lyrics are kind of sappy, so he's usually who I'm [stupidly] thinking of when I play it). And then we'd play the last chord. And our eyes would meet. And then there'd be that intense, leaning-towards-each-other-with-out-noticing-it, sparks-flying-wildly-everywhere, everything-else-going-on-fades-to-the-background.

And then he'd probably go, "Abbie. What are you doing? Why do you suddenly look like you're about to rape me? Um....I think I'm gonna go now."

Honestly, though, he is the coolest, funniest, sweetest guy I have ever met. And I've met a lot of guys. And I know him better than anyone because I've known him since we were practically in diapers. (Ok, that's a bit of an exaggeration, but kindergarten is pretty young. I've known him for 13 years!) We were best friends forever. I used to tell him everything about everything. Plus, (major bonus) he's incredibly attractive. I attempted to draw a picture of him for you guys just now, but my paint skills are kind of mediocre and he kept turning out as a flesh-colored blob with splotches of hair-color and eye-color and clothing-color. So, I'll give you a brief description: Just picture a tall, muscley-but-not-too-muscley, blue eyed, floppy brown haired hunk of 6-and-a-half-foot glory. I sound like I'm in sixth grade. Dear Lord. Someone needs to smack me.

There was something else exciting I was going to talk about, but I can't think of whatever it was. I think tomorrow I'm gonna switch things up and not write about my day. I'll write about something more interesting/universal/funny. Any suggestions?


  1. Oh now why'd you have to go and do that? I was happy picturing him as a giant singing candy bar.

  2. I think I love this blog so much because you seem really random and quirky, like me :)

    Also, is there a reason you call him "white chocolate?" I've been curious...