3:12 Thursday Afternoon   Driving In Unfamiliar Familiarity Tuesday, about an hour after Taylor called, He called again. He told me he was going to Lowe's because he had to find work gloves and he wanted to know if I'd like to go for the Helluvit. We went to Lowe's and the Mall (I had to see if Fun Unlimited would take my anime crap. They didn't.) We went to Charlie's and got ice cream. He made fun of the way I say "caramel." (i.e. the proper way. None of this CAR-mull crap.) He drove me up to see his 'makeout' spot which is a bit east of my house, up the big hill, which is a nice view of the valley, but what's the point of a nice view if you're not even going to be watching it? I'm all for like a summer picnic in the evening with that special somebody (and i'm sure no one would be able to guess who that special somebody would be in my fantasy picnic. I'm so tricky and mysterious like that) watching the sun go down and the lights come on. Too bad caleb comes in the winter. boo. Then he dropped me off at my house and went off on his merry way. It was cool hanging out with him, we talked like no time at all had passed between us. I heart my taylor. That night, Aaron got online and we talked and he said he'd be glad to take me to the DI because he gets off work around 4. I was so grateful!!!! oh my gosh! And also uber excited because I can't remember the last time Aaron and I just hung out, him and me. I went to bed around one, and got up at 6 the next morning to frustrating pain in my fallopian tubes and a puddle of blood in white panties that hadn't been stained yet and it was quite upsetting. Being a girl can suck but it's better than the alternative (snigger). So i bleached those suckers, put on appropriate attire, and took some ibuprofen, then was on my own merry way, as merry as I could be whilst still in mild pain and under the influence of only 5 hours of sleep when 6 were fully intended. yeah, i know, i'm gross. Vacation bible school was alright, i mean. yay preschoolers. I love it! I love it! but I'm always so tired. Mummy came to get me once i was out, and she took me to Sonic to get a strawberry milkshake. it was good because it had real strawberries in it, and it was soft and sweet and not at like pure ice cream. Kelly, the girl Levi used me to see if she still liked him, was working. She's a cute girl. It's no wonder he'd want her affections over mine. I said hi to her, but I don't think she recognised me. I was going to take a nap after all that, but I had to call Craig and tell him I was unavailable for lunch that day, then ended up in a looooong conversation with my cool friend. I love talking to these people like nothing has happened, like no time at all has passed. Nothing's awkward. Except when grown-ups are like "oh tell me all about your trip!" then it's like "um you want 11 months of a probably more-than-boring tale? how about i just give you the link to my diary." I just say something vague and hope they ask more specific questions. Anyway, so that took up a lot of time and only left me like two hours before i expected Aaron's call so I just got online and cruised around, looking at stuff on Ebay and Amazon. At one point, Daddy came halfway up the stairs and asked me if I wanted a shirt that he didn't wear anymore. I went out and looked at it, it was a black tee shirt. I was like "no, not really," but then he turned it around and it had the green circle with the hands and the grin, with "Don't Panic" written above it. Mmmm Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy merchandise. VINTAGE HHGttG merchandise, no less. Because everyone knows nothing's good unless it's vintage, right? (cue eye roll) Aaron didn't call at 4. He didn't call at 4:30 either, so I called his cell which he didn't answer so I left a message, and around 5 he called and apologised profusely (what a sweetie) and asked if he could shower before coming to pick me up. that was cool, gave me time to move all my crap downstairs. I even got to eat cottage cheese and a banana (ooooh im so healthy and stuff). He came and passed by my house (snigger), i waved at him but he wasn't checking his rear-view mirrors. He came back down and he was like "I meant to do that...i was just checking if you'd notice..." Then we went to drop my crap off at the opshop, and tried to find the recycling centre at the university, and tried to find the right carpark to pull into for my bank (I needed to pull out a $20). When we finally got into a park that was relatively close to the bank, I walked over and the damned machine told me my card was expired. what a bust. We went to the recycling bins at our old middle school and Aaron told me he remembered we were in the same english class in 6th grade and I didn't even remember. Strange. Anyway, we saw our old pre-algebra (and my algebra because i'm smart and advanced and crap) teacher. I asked him if he remembered me, gave him my name and he was like "oh hey! how was new zealand?" That freaked me out, see, because how could he have known? I asked him how he knew I'd been in New Zealand and he said my dad had e-mailed the school about enrolling Chelsea. OH, phew. good to know old math teachers aren't stalking me. *shifty eyes* Then we drove to my house, after sorting through all my cardboard and paper. I invited him to stay for dinner, and we hung out in my room. I gave him my cool book, C D B to read. and showed him my room because it's just too awesome not to show. Then i attempted to play the didjeridoo and completely failed. Oh well. We talked for hours. We made tofu stirfry and it was good. and dad and I did our psychic thing where Aaron whispers a name to my dad and dad gets me to guess it with no clues. hehe it's so cool. Anyway, i went to bed around 12:45 last night. Hanging out with Aaron was fun, i missed him hardcore. Today I woke up as intended and showweerrreddd even though the water is too cold. I don't like to smell icky. VBS, uneventful. But tomorrow I'm so taking my camera to capture the faces of my crew. Preschool faces are so beautiful. Untarnished, innocent and not-yet cynical. These are the people who will grow up to be doctors and mechanics and bums living off the government. I hate how american i've become in the past few days. it's been almost a week now. This is home. Yay home. After VBS, though, I didn't have a ride, so I was going to call my mum. The answering machine picked up so I hung up. A lady at church asked me if I needed a ride and I said "I live all the way in north logan," but she said it was no problem and she wanted to hear all about my trip. So that was cool. The best thing was, though, I saw Katie walkin down 8th, and i said excitedly, "oh that's Katie walking!" and my ride asked if we should stop and pick her up and I said, no, she's just walking. Then a magnificent idea ocurred to me and I asked to get out of the car. its late and i'm going to finish this tomorrow.