Playing games.

Games. It's all a part of dating and relationships. Everyone plays them and anyone who says they don't is probably lying. And I'm talking about games like the one where we say “I don’t care about you” because we can't let the other person know that we really do care about them and we don't want to show all our cards. Only then sometimes the person we really want doesn’t take the bait and we end up playing alone. Stupid bait.

Or the game where you try to make the one who really care about jealous by completely ignoring them and flirting with someone else who you couldn't care less about. Only that doesn't work either and sometimes you're left alone at the end of the night because they saw right through you and wasn't impressed and kind of hurt.

Or the game where you play hard to get. But we all know most of the time, that doesn't work.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that more often than not, games are more hurtful than harmless. Yeah it's kind of bullshit. Actually, it's really bullshit.

Next time I'm sending someone to the hospital

I just experienced the most intense pillow fight of my life, that involved some unconventional kicking and tackling. I am in serious pain all over. Which explains the various bruises on my legs, and my friend's swollen lip and a bump on the forehead. (Oh yes I can cause injuries like that, watch out and don't underestimate a small girl like me).

This is legitimate pain we're talking about here...I usually have a pretty high pain tolerance, and this actually hurts.

I may be losing my mind because every time I got kicked or tackled, I would laugh out loud as if I was being tickled and not attacked. Which led the others to think I was some kind of freak for laughing after subject to torture.

I am seeking revenge next week same place, same time. After I do some healing.

Going to see Harry Potter tomorrow. To say I'm excited is probably an understatement.

Girl in a Coma - Their Cell