Never have I ever...

...been so out of it around a campfire before. Woodser. was. !!

I'll try to recount as much as I can without recounting stuff that should remain smoldered with that fire, but as you well know, I like counting and recounting. I'm from Florida, after all... state where impregnated chads were born.

It started at Saturday, 11am... officially. I showed up at the parking lot, as told to by the email, and it was not until 12:30 or so that we left the parking lot. What is it about Filipinos where they are incapable of showing up on time for these things??

We got there and within minutes they start grilling the hot dogs and hamburger meat. Meat. It always has to be meat. Why can't they grill carrot sticks or fish, or tofu even?? Some went tubing. I went to my bag and brought out my Maerials textbook. Some played volleyball. I took a nap. Such a nerd, I know. But, that was Saturday afternoon.

Then, the campfire started. The guitar was played. Smores were passed around. The beer keg was tapped. The hard stuff were opened. Until 9:30 or so, I stayed away from the latter two, but then I got sucked into a truth or dare game going on and was dared to take two shots. Then I took two more. And that's all it took.

Revelations and more were disclosed amidst the drunken bachannal. Certain things I'd rather have not heard made me question my behavior in the past, and I will admit that I did cry about it. Fairygodmother got me to join him at the campfire, while i was heavily intoxicated, and he told me to hold out my fingers. They said earlier that day they would play ten fingers. All I could remember was the fire, hanging on to Fairy Godmother so that I could still stand, and a voice yelling "Never have I ever..." and lots of laughs. At some point in the game, it was down to my fairygodmother and me. A loud voice from the other side of the flames yelled out, "Never have I ever fantasized about..." why was it that damned makulit's name?!? And, yes... I put my finger down. But, I ended up winning anyway. I know winning at a game like that is good, but I don't know if it's good that everyone knows now what a saint I've been. Still waiting for my prize, by the way. =p

Various guys I think were vying for my attention throughout Woodser, but I want to devote this next paragraph to Fairygodmother. It was after my first two shots, and before the next two shots. He was losing his buzz, and he was trying to get me to confide in him who else in FSA I could possibly be interested in. Repeatedly I asked him why he wanted to know... why he wanted to help me.

"You are the sweetest girl I know. You're smart, you're attractive, and you deserve to be happy. You are up there, as far as girls go."

Up there, referring to that notorious comparative measuring scale that boys use to pit girls against each other based on "girlfriend material." Well... at least I'm up there. Oh yeah... I do think he's holding something for me. I also want to add that I would not be averse to any of his approaches, but I think he has a problem with my attraction for Dr. Can. FORMER attraction. And, I did give him ample opportunity to say something to me. Anything at all. But. He didn't. So. Maybe he doesn't. Whatever. All I know is, sometimes, I'll catch him staring at me. But, for now, I'm happy to be friends with him.

Lastly: Jerk award goes to Mr. ASU. In ten fingers, when it was down to Me and my fairygodmother, he screamed out, "Never have I ever been kissed by Mr. ASU!" and then he ran straight at me. Nearly tackled me. I was already holding onto Fairy Godmother because I couldn't stand on my own, and when he came at me, with my free hand I pushed him off me. But, lots of people came up to me Sunday morning and asked if he did kiss me. Ha ha, he wished he did that night. Better luck next time. Jerk. Next day, I pointed at him and laughed while he ran away in horror. I don't know why my friend is attracted to him.

Sunday morning horoscope: Something has changed about you, and everyone notices it. Enjoy the attention.