Got That Stupid Grin Again

We're back to square one again (read Delirious Joy) because i finally got another email. Yesterday I was complete cynic, overanalysing and panicking, telling myself there would be no email waiting for me today, that's the end of that, move on sister, and then he wrote.

Seriously, it's barely four lines (ha! Ironic Number!) and yet i'm on cloud High-On-Speed-Of-heartbeat-Nine, doing the whole reading and rereading thing all over again...

His friend also wrote to say he'd try to organise them coming soon to Egypt, so am now thinking maybe September instead of maybe next winter.
yay!
that was a quiet and subdued yay, not an over the top YAY.
just a plain and happy got-a-warm-feeling-in-my-stomach little yay.

I scratched the car last night And once again it was totally my fault. I suck big time at parking & turning: i turned too close to a wall and got red paint all over it.
Am totally blaming it on Another-Car-Came-And-Scratched-It-When-It-Was-Parked. just like the previous two times.
Sooner or later my parents will catch on...

God, i've had the wheels for less than a month and i've already scratched it three times.
Interestingly enough, people think it's good luck, because it takes "the evil eye" and bad karma off it.
Hmm.
Fail to find the logic in that.

Last night got into argument with friends just because i didnt want to go to the movies with them.
we'd initially met up for a bite and then the other two bowed to peer pressure from other two and decided to see some lame-ass movie about Italy with Egyptian Thinks-He's-Tom-Cruise-superstar and lebanese Slut.
I said no thank you, and they began a tirade that very much resembled high school - with alot of i'm stupid, i'm boring, i'm childish, etc etc, just because i refused to go in with them.
And me being me, the more they nagged, the less i wanted to go in.
Talk about a waste of time.

Had a strawberry slushie in the kid's playground
reminded me of that night in Montreal when Vania took me to a cool downtown cinema where you sit on red velvet cushions and watch art videos. Only she took me to 30days in Sodom, or something. it was absolutely awful.
I walked out in the scene where they made a naked girl eat cake full of sharp nails.
It wasn't sexy, it wasn't arty, it was just horrifyingly disgusting.
Ick. Ick. Ick.

ok, think happy thoughts.
yay.
Damn it, now i've got that stupid grin on again.