I know not your sorrow, but I know mine. Just say you'll stay and dance with me tonight.

Today I had my bowling thing with the P2P people

this seventh grader on my lane started giving people names
depending on the first letter
somehow I ended up with the name Dilorian (sorry for the spelling, that was actually how it was.)
and now Nic (the seventh grader) doesn't even know my name
and swears he'll call me that (Dilorian) for the rest of the trip
but amazingly
it doesn't bug me
I mean, it could be worse
"Kacchow!"
"Cman!"

like how he sang the horny song
and how a few of us were guessing what one of the pizes in the bags were
most of us came up witha dildo
but Nic said condom
cause
"I know girls. if girls are going to bother to take the time to do something like that, wouldn't they want it to be more pleasureable?"
but my arguement was
"condoms are little packages. this is a box. how do those two things seem similar?"

and remembering condoms
me and Kaitlyn were laughing
remembering last trip
with the whole
"condo in Tampa" thing
...
it's a long story.
trust me.
I SAID TRUST ME.
THAT DOESN'T MEAN ASK ABOUT IT.
... though really, I don't care
It's a kind of funny though.