Last night, I went with my grandparents and their friends/neighbors to this new Japanese restaurant because I have no life. It was amazing. The shrimp tempura rolls were orgasmically delicious. (My birthday is a long way off, but when it finally gets here, I want FCG and 17 of those shrimp tempura rolls!) I ate way more than anyone ever should, and I really want to go back and eat more today, but they're crazy expensive. Next time, I'm not even going to order hibachi chicken or anything. I'm just going to order 2 servings of the shrimp tempura rolls. I can't even put into words how amazing they were.
But... Then I looked up, and I saw a bunch of my friends, and I felt like the biggest loser EVER. I don't think they saw me, but I totally saw them. Helpful Junior and her best friend the British Girl were there. (I don't know if I've mentioned her before, but the British Girl is really nice. Most of my friends are also friends with her, and she works on the school newspaper with me.) I also saw this other girl from the school newspaper, whom I guess I have to call Newspaper Girl because I can't think of a name for her.
So, yeah, I was just eating my crapload of delicious food when I heard British Girl's distinctive voice. She doesn't have a very British accent since she has lived here for quite some time, but she doesn't have the accent associated with our state, so she stands out a lot. She sounds SO proper. Haha. I looked up and saw her along with Helpful Junior, Newspaper Girl, and the most attractive girl in their grade, Cute Biology Girl. (I see her at lunch at school a lot. She STILL remembers my name, even though we haven't had a class together in a year!)
They weren't facing me, so I don't think they saw me. I'd know British Girl's voice anywhere, though, and I later saw them walk by. And then, I felt lame. It was like a giant wave of lameocity splashed me in the face or something. I really don't want to see them on Monday, which is really stupid because they didn't even see me. It feels like they've found out my secret... That secret would be the fact that I have absolutely NO life whatsoever. I mean, of course you guys know, but I'd die if anyone offline (except a few friends who also have no lives) found out. I don't even know why it bothers me so much. I could handle them knowing anything else... Wait, no, I wouldn't be able to exist anymore if British Girl knew I liked FCG. XD I could handle them knowing almost anything else, then!
It just makes me feel so inadequate. I honestly can't think of any good reason why I have no life. I just... don't. I dunno. I'm hoping it will change as soon as I get my full driver's license, but I kind of doubt it will. I hate feeling so lame. And then when I feel lame and inadequate, I feel like FCG will never, ever want me because I am so lame and inadequate. She has tons of friends who aren't lame and inadequate, and on facebook, girls who are less lame than me are allllll over her.
Ohh... My sister's Sunday school teacher came by to drop off her lesson since she has strep and can't go to church. 90% of that church is made up of racist, homophobic assholes (or just assholes in general like my chemistry teacher), but she's actually a really nice lady. My mom is friends with her, so she told her about my kidney stone, and she came in here a few minutes ago and started talking about how her son had one when he was just 10. So I talked to her for a while, but then she was all, "Oh, but when you grow up and get married and have a baby, it'll be a piece of cake since you've endured kidney stone pain!"
I didn't really say anything. I just halfway smiled, and then she started talking to my mom again. I wasn't sure if I was "allowed" to tell her that I'm going to marry a woman and never, ever have children. I think maybe my orientation embarrasses my mom. She removed all instances of being pro-gay from her facebook page and stuff, and she doesn't really seem to want me to tell people.
In other news, I had two CRAZY dreams last night.
1. So, this dream was Pokemon-related and will not mean anything to you if you don't know what Pokemon are. The dream was trippy... It looked like I was playing the video game until I got into a battle. Then, everything went all 3D and real-life. I don't remember what Pokemon I had except Blaziken and Persian. (I've never had a Blaziken in any games before, so WTF? I understand where Persian came from, though, since he's one of my favorites.) But my Pokemon were like, people dressed as Pokemon. And then I just kept fighting legendaries. It was so weird.
2. This dream is even weirder. No, it goes beyond just "weird" and into pure "WTF" territory. Okay, so first of all, FCG has this weird friend that is constantly whining and begging for her love and attention, and she types SO weirdly. Her facebook picture is of them together, and she comments on everything FCG does and cries about how she wishes she would talk to her immediately. This is important to know to understand the dream.
So, yeah, anyway, in my dream, my mom and I were in this field with this big, two or three story house. My mom turned to me and told me to go in the house. I refused, but she kept insisting, so I did. Biggest mistake ever. When I got inside the house, I was suddenly surrounded by clones of that girl. Yes, really. There were maybe 6 or 7 of them. They somehow knew everything, raged, and locked me up on the top floor. (I guess they wanted FCG all to themselves!) But the top floor was trippy! All of the doorknobs were made of cat food, and they had three psycho cats that hated me. One slept under the floor and stared menacingly up at me through a vent. One slept on the windowsill. And one slept inside a lightswitch somehow. Also, the staircase was never-ending, so I couldn't leave. The only other living beings around were the psycho kitties, but they'd bite me every time I got near them. :( I felt so unloved!