Life Update!

Oh dear. It's been over a month since my last post! I'd better catch you guys up on my life.

Well. One thing I didn't do: Go to prom. Instead, I had some friends over (mostly from the next town over, but a couple from my town who just weren't going to prom). We had a bonfire, watched the Kentucky Derby, etc and so forth. But not necessarily in that order.

Another thing that didn't happen: Still don't have a hobby. Oh well. Instead, I've been picking strawberries every morning for the last week! Except today. Today I decided that I just really, really needed to sleep.

Oh. Didn't I tell you before? One of the many reasons I don't sleep well (at least recently) is that I have this awesome double ear infection that wakes me up with pain every now and again. It basically sucks a lot. And I am now on my third antibiotic. Not the third dose, the third kind. So this sucker is pretty resilient.

Since I'm apparently not going in any kind of order with this post (you're welcome!), next I will tell you about my last Sunday, not yesterday but the one before that. Remember Hermione? You should, she's pretty great. Anyways, she and I decided that we wanted our belly buttons pierced. We actually decided this a while ago, but we only just got around to actually doing it last Sunday. It hurt a lot, if you were wondering. But I'm excited! Mine is Slytherin colours, kind of by accident... I didn't think about it when I picked out the ring I wanted, but when I realized it later, I was pretty stoked. I am in Slytherin on Pottermore, after all. Hermione's is this really pretty blue-green colour and silver. (All of them were silver and a colour, if you were wondering.)

So then there's that exciting life event covered pretty well! On to the next one, shall we? I'm 18 now! Actually I've been 18 for a little over a month, but so far, I'm really enjoying being 18.

It means I can do things such as:
1. Get my belly button pierced without parental consent! Which I did. They still don't know. Yay.
2.  Stay out as late as I want! Which I have done, several times.
3. Other stuff, I'm sure! I'm sure I'll figure out other fun, 18-year-old things to do.

Speaking of staying out as late as I want, let's discuss Dragon for a brief moment. He and I have been hanging out kind of a lot lately. Okay, maybe not a lot last week, but before that, it was like twice a week maybe. A lot more than I had been hanging out with anyone else. And one time, we were out in the woods with some of his friends, and then we went to one of his friend's houses, and I GOT TO THROW A TOMAHAWK! It was so cool! I couldn't make it stick into the stump, but I was still pretty excited. (On a related note, Ducky and I went out shooting the next day, so I'm now officially not a weapons-virgin. Hah.)

Anyways. Back to Dragon. Mostly we hang out alone, but sometimes there are other people there. When we hang out alone, he always wants me to think of something to do. And I never can! It's a tad bit infuriating, but also... Strangely okay. Cause then we usually wind up having pillow fights, and that's always fun. And last time! Last time was super fun. Cause there was a pillow fight, and then there was Dragon impressing me all over the place with his incredible ability to just throw me all over the place. I was the most impressed with the pair of us when he grabbed me and then like... Had me on top of him, kinda (god that sounds bad). But then I tucked and rolled and sorta somersaulted off, and that was pretty cool. Good teamwork!

He was pretty cautious about tossing me all over the place though. He kept asking if he was hurting me. And he definitely wasn't! I thought it was all kinds of fun.

However, I believe I may have a problem. Perhaps. Still not sure. Before we go into what that problem may or may not be, let's just go over some of the facts: a) Dragon is very touchy. He's all the time touching me or laying on me or flipping me all over the place. b) I have a space bubble, but I let him do all those things. He didn't even know about my bubble until I told him. Most people figure it out cause I won't let them touch me. c) For a while, he wanted me over all the time. It's kinda died down, but he still lets me invite myself over whenever I want for the most part.

I think you may have deduced what my problem may or may not be. I'm hoping it's not a problem. It won't be a problem for me, cause I won't do anything about it, regardless of whether or not it is actually a problem. If something is to be done, he's the one who'll do it.

I'm not even sure who may or may not have said problem. But whatever, because I refuse to do anything. So as far as I'm concerned, there is no problem. I'll try to keep you updated.

I'm gonna say that's all I've got for now, even though it probably isn't. Bye!