The Journey Is More Important Than The Beginning Or The End.

Time with Her
Listening to: What Happened To Us by Hoobastank

Friday was Brian's open house. Mom and I went, and she left after about 45 minutes, but I stayed. I was waiting for someone. Molly was supposed to be there. I was there to congradulate Brian, but eventually, I would've left to go to my other friends open houses. She finally arrived shortly after 7. I was out standing on the porch, watching the birds, and little kids play, and I glanced over to see a door to a familiar van open. I smiled happily. As I started towards the van, Molly started running towards me. She gave me a really big hug, and barried her face into me. I sensed her sister going "Yuck... love... *roles eyes*" but that is the expected from her. She is silly like that.

We spent our time, associating with everyone I knew. Eventually, she went off to do some things, and I went and played with a bouncy ball on the lower level of the building. While playing I glanced up and saw her, her mom, and a bunch of other people watching me. If I was an anime, I would've had a big sweat drop by my head, and red cheeks. Well, I had the red cheeks...

I went up top, and her and I threw the ball downt here for Betsy as she played with it. ^_^ fun. It was like watching a baby Gazell at the zoo. That's what she looked like.

Afterwards, we came back to my house. Her and I cuddled together in my bedroom. Ofcourse, guess who decides to call? I will give you two guesses, and the second one is wrong. RYAN! Ryan calls at the WORSE times. I swear to god he does...

( -_-*)

But everything Friday night was PERFECT. I showed her my music video's I created, so as to drown out Kelley and Joey in the next bedroom *shudder*. I even showed her something that scared the shit out of her, even though SHE wanted me too. I got punished for it. She hurt me.... :-( So eventually I took her home, and came back and updated my comic site, cleaned the house, and did some laundry. I didn't get to bed till 3-4ish.

Saturday morning came, and I woke up early to go get her. But, plans changed, and they picked me up. I went to the Oval with them, and I chased Seaguls, and played in the water with Betsy. Molly and I also walked around holding each others hands. Then, we went to La Fiesta, and I had what was really an over-sized Taco. Everyone one else had stuff swimming in Gravey. *shudders* Over-weight problem of many countries is right there...

Afterwords, we came back to my house, and inbetween spurts of moms sudden anger, we cuddled, and loved each other. We talked, and I prepared my house for my party.

Everyone started showing up, and my friend Justin showed off his mad skillz on guitar. Molly was drooling over him *notes to kill of Justin and become a great guitar player* Jared, Tabitha, Molly and I took the blue shaggin wagon (from my stories of last summer....) and we went to little Ceasars and I bought $40 of Pizza (the $5 ones). Those suckers went quick. I must've had a top number of 30 people there, and 25 at a time. Lot's of people came. It was cool. Josh had his video camera. (>.<) Ryan and I had a spatela war, and I won. I not only delivered the Coup De Gra but he re-sprained his ankle. Then while on the ground in my living room, I kicked him a few times in the Gotcha.... *evil smirk and chuckles* But what Molly did was evil... I was laying on the ground outside, and Molly was laying on me. She suddenyl got off of me, and Justin pile drived his fist into my nuts... *cries* How could she...? Oh well, I got him back pretty well. Although I feel bad. He was only a little guy. Eventually, Molly had to go home :-( So I grabbed the keys to Jareds car and took her home. It's always hard watching her stare out the window, as I drive off, and stand there after I am out of site. Its horrible. I feel so bad. It's like when you were a kid, and you watched your mom and dad drive away, thinking you would never see them again.

I love Molly. She makes everything special, even if it is your nuts being crushed to the ground.

Overall, the party was great. I wish we would've gotten music going and started dancing like last years but oh well. Next time she stays up I will have a party.

Blogged by Marcus Morris at 11:59 PM