LMAO! I'm laughing -so- hard right now! Looking back at my previous entry I seem like... a "cold hard bitch" to quote one of Erica's favorite songs. Or is that, "come on bitch"? hehe... Anyways, back to the subject. I find it so funny, and, yet at the same time, it makes me feel incredibly asinine. I'm so dumb... -giggles-
Today, Erica was over at my house. The phone rang, and I glanced at the caller I.D. It was a phone number with an odd area code, one that I didn't recognize. I had been ignoring several calls a day from that same number, thinking that it was my stalker from Colorado. When I turned off the ringer, Erica told me just to let her answer the phone. So, reluctantly, I agreed. She told the person on the phone that she was me. Of course, he didn't fall for it. I -begged- her just to get rid of him, tell him I couldn't talk. But, she made me take the phone, and promised that she would make it clear that I had to get off after one minute of conversation with him. I agreed, unhappily. My alleged stalker started talking, and I had to do an odd sort of double-take. He sounded... different than usual. I just kept talking, in hopes of figuring out why if I kept listening to his voice. After about thiry seconds of talking to him, I knew without a doubt that it wasn't -his- voice. It sounded almost like... Nick's. Of course, that was impossible, because if he called me, I would have recognized the number. I decide, after a little hesitation, that I had nothing to lose by making a comment about who it was. So, I said, "Wait... Is this... Nick?" -dissolves into laughter- I could tell from his voice that he thought I was completely insane. "Uh, yeah.... Who did you think it was?" I cracked up. When I say that, I'm not kidding. I was rolling on the ground laughing. My ribs ached; I couldn't breathe. Erica was freaking out, she didn't know -what- was wrong with me. I explained as soon as I could speak again. After that, I explained the situation to Nick, and apologized profusely for never answering his calls. He was extremely understanding about it. It turns out that he's in Seattle, and he's been trying to call me for almost a week. -looks sheepish- I feel dumb, not only for ignoring his calls, but also for overreacting. I'm such a bitch sometimes. To think that he was trying so hard to get ahold of me, and I was sitting at home, turning the ringer off, writing about how much I -thought- he was pissing me off. He's so sweet... I feel truly horrible about all the things I wrote. I did overreact. I should have known that there was a good reason I hadn't heard from him. -shakes her head- I'm ashamed of myself. It's still really, really funny though. Wow...
You know what I love? That perfectly content feeling you get after you seriously laugh your ass off. =D
After finding out all of that, and laughing so hard, Erica and I were... really hyper. Every other word had us busting out in song. I said something like, "What's the deal with tommorow?" and Erica started singing "Tommorow," from Annie. Then, I had to go over to the window, to talk to my dad, and so I said, "To the window!" That, of course, sparked, "To the window, to the wall (to the wall)!" hehe... Then, she brought a frog in the house, and it managed to get out of her hands in my bathroom. She was chasing it all through the bathroom and the kitchen, until she finally caught it. Then, we sat down at the computer, and she was trying to lick the infamous "blue button." -So- funny.
I get my haircut tommorow! -grin- I trust the lady that cuts it, because she did a good job the last time she cut it. After the hairstylist-accidently-cut-my-hair-too-short thing, I've been extremely wary about getting my hair cut. I really hope she does a good job... It makes me just a little nervous. I shouldn't be concerned. I just need to have faith, trust that it will come out looking good.
Tommorow's my sister's birthday! I gotta wish her a happy one, even though right now she's away at camp...
On another note, the Ashlee Simpson C.D., "Autobiography", is -so- much better than I expected it to be. I really like it. Awesome job, Aslee! =D
I guess that's it... I'm -still- laughing after all of this. Another entry sometime soon.