*Gauntlet

Fighting through the undead, destroying hordes, killing bosses, and dodging spikes and flames is how I can distinctly remember my first crush. And no, it was not a video game character for all of you thinking it. The game was Gauntlet (for the Nintendo64) and I used to play it with both my sister and him. It did not matter how far we got as long as we had fun. We were both about eight or nine (maybe older than that. My memory is a little fuzzy.) with my sister a year older. My dad was friends with his dad so naturally that is how we first met.

Now, I do not remember our first meeting exactly. Just that video game. Always that video game. He always chose the Red Warrior while I usually chose the Green Valkyrie or the Green Archer. My sister changed hers a lot. We did not see each other very often but when we did it was usually when both our family’s were going out to eat together at some italian restaurant. So I suppose you could assume that pizza reminds me of him too.

I developed a little school girl crush on him if you will, like all little girls do sometime in their childhood. I am positive he might have known about it, but I never told him through actual words. God no, I was too shy for that. (And still am.) I was merely content with being around him. With being his friend. “But nothing gold can ever stay.” (Congrats if you know where that quote is from.) We started growing up and we started growing apart. Part of that might have been from his parents getting divorced. Or it could have just been a boy thing. I am not exactly sure nor do I really care. I do miss him though I will not deny that. I do not know if I would ever really want to meet him again though. Not to sound mean or anything it’s just that he might have changed a lot since then. He could be someone totally different. Nothing like that nice yet slightly annoying boy from my memories.

I actually do believe that he ended up moving. Not too sure about that part though. He could very well still be in the house where he grew up at. I’m really just not sure. I actually ended up losing contact with him. The only thing I won’t ever forget about him is his name and his messy brown hair and eyes. And maybe we will see each other again someday. Who knows honestly? I think we might still be getting Christmas cards from them. I never did not pay attention to the cards that much. I just hung them up. Actually I take back what I said before about not wanting to meet him. I think I would actually like to see him. To see how his personality has developed, if he even still remembers me, or even remembers that game. That wonderful, wonderful game.

Shot through the heart and your too late! (Darling, you give love a bad name.)

(Sorry. Song got me again.)

Mr. Thompson you know when you first brought up the creative writing thing this week? My brain had started formulating little stories about an epic conquest or dragons and wizards and princesses and the like. And you actually got me a bit excited! Well until you said the literary nonfiction thing that is. That just shot me straight down from whatever cloud I was on. Because making stories from my memories isn't fun. Some things (like the 'love' topic for example) are just a tiny bit personal and I don't want to share them. At all. Like ever. Even if threatened with death. A really, really painful slow death! Same thing with poems. They're ok and all that jazz but I just hate having to write them down. You can't force me damn it! It doesn't work that way!

What is love? (Baby don't hurt me.)

To start off I just had to put that second part in the title or else the song would've haunted me. If you don't know what song I'm talking about then you suck. I'm not going to sugar coat any of this.

Main part coming up. Get ready now or it'll sucker punch you.

How does one know what love really truly is? Is it just infatuation? Lust? RADIO ACTIVE SLIME? Because believe me this secret knowledge has completely surpassed me. Of course, I've never dated someone so that may be part of the problem. But then again how do you know you like a person like that? Do you see that someone as a potential marriage candidate or are they just a person your dating until you realise they're just your fuck buddy/love slave? Love honestly confuses me.

Yeah...

Anyone else forget about the New Years? I sure did. I only realised it when I saved my game. Sad? Very. I'm still wondering to myself how I didn't hear the fireworks clearly going off in the background. This is what happens when I get totally into a video game or get absorbed in my thoughts. I lose track of everything around me.

Someone help! The Joker's drugged me with his laughing gas!

So I found this question meme at deviantart: http://mct421.deviantart.com/art/Question-Meme-Generator-69266481 (Do it. I dare you!) and here are my responses!

1. Who does Synthia like?
Uhh... I have no idea. O_o

2. If Alyssa played in a movie, what kind of character would they play?
The crazy best friend, fer sure!

3. Do you miss Evan?
I just saw him today at school. So, uh, no.

4. In a race between you, Marissa and Evan, who would win?
Nobody. We'd be too lazy to actually run.

5. Would you marry Burt?
-chokes- Alyssa's his girlfriend!

6. Would you love to read Alissa's very personal diary?
God no! I'm not gonna invade her privacy! Who do you take me for?! D:<

7. What's Greg to you?
-chokes again- JUST. A. FRIEND. I'm never gonna here the end of this one if Alyssa sees this. DX

8. Who would win in a duel, Alex or Aidan? And what kind of duel would they pick, anyway?
Alex would totally win because Aidan wouldn't hit a girl. XD Ha! Beats me!

9. Who would be a better superhero sidekick between Isaac and Evan, and why?
Evan. Because Isaac could honestly care less. XD

10. Aidan is actually Alex in disguise, you know.
HE'S A TRANNY STALKER?! O_O

So...

Who else is ready for the finals next week?

(Oh and I have the marshmallows Marissa~)

My dad, Saviour Towards Bee-kind

My dad found a bee pretty much frozen to our front door yesterday. So he picked it up and brought it in the house. He placed it into a container with holes poked in it so it could breathe. But, wow, I never knew bees could shiver until now.