Snow, Falling and other Games

For people like me, winter is both a blessing and a curse. The summer presents Ample opportunity to embarrass and turn even the sunniest days awkward. But winter in all its blessings of no swim suits, and not having to admit the fact that I still do not know how to swim, there is a hidden horror to it. We call this ICE, which include:
ICE
Black Ice
Ice Skating
Side walks
Roads
Sledding
Snow [if any]
and of course anything wet and or slippery that could turn to ice

It is in this 'wonderful' ICE season, I, myself like many others [i hope] display their ability at falling... at least for myself i have perfected the art of falling for least possible damage, or most dramatic effect[which should include intense dramatic music]. Often times, I am trying for the least damage but get side tracked or confused and end up going for a more dramatic fall, hopefully in front no one, but as things like this happen, there is always a large gaggle of giggling girls or a flock of cute boys, which always provoke a blush, which never fails to makes matters worse...

At any rate, there I was minding my own business, walking down the side walk lost in thought [which always seems to be the root of my problems] i believe i was contemplating the meaning of life at this point, or was i thinking about ponies? I can't remember. Anyway, as i was pondering one of life’s mysteries like why i don’t have a pony, when I came across a dreaded and most feared patch of ice. But since i was pondering the pony problem so much i didn't see it and did a back flat, which is one of the three most common dramatic falls.

The three dramatic falls in order are:**first is the Splatter-face: when one falls dramatically on their face **second is the Back-flat: when one's legs fly from underneath them in an almost cartoonish way and **then there is the Splitting-sides-or-doodle: where one has fallen not so gracefully onto one of their sides or another awkward position.

As I was doing this back flat, I noticed a very cute boy who was around my age to whom i then remembered having exchanged looks with earlier in the walk, as i lay there for a few seconds, which i call "the shock" sounds dramatic doesn’t? i decided that i needed some sort of intense, Dramatic music to go with such a fall, and immediately started humming the Darth Vader theme song form Star Wars [because I’m so awesome that i know it by heart] and of course it was this time that the laughing boy came up to me

for a brief moment I imagined a fairy tale, where he smiled at me and asked if i was okay and cared for me and knew somehow that i was "the one" from that brief smile exchange and that we would be dating by the end of the hour and our relationship would be cute and fun, and then i realized that this imagined moment was just a replay of what had happened to some sappy chick flick i had previously watched, and then realized that i would not be happy living some other's fairy tale, to know that i was not creative enough to come up with my own...

and almost as if in response to that thought, the boy bent down with a sweet sappy, make me feel pathetic smile, and asked, "Are you okay?" there was what seemed to be true concern in his eyes, almost worried, i replied with a soft spoken "I'm fine" with a blush that never fails to emerge during the most unfortunate experiences

and then for a moment as he helped me up all was quiet-- except for his laughter which i was almost grateful for as it defused that brief childish thought of fairy tale-ness, and hoping it would also defuse the awkward. But then, he regaled me with his tale of how i had fallen and how ridiculous i had looked... and as if  in response to his laughter i heard other snickers, i looked around and realized i was in front of a 7-11 and had a crowd of on seers all giggling and laughing at my Dramatic fall. Then, as if my cheeks couldn’t get any redder, as if I had not been embarrassed, he asked the dreaded question, that was the cherry on top of  this embarrassing bowl of embarrassment "And were you really humming the Darth Vader song from Star Wars?!?!?!"
not knowing what to say or how to handle this… I just nodded dumbly, hoping for the best, that silent promise in the back of my mind ‘least said soonest mended’ his howl of laughter and the unsaid proclamations of my dorkyness made me want to point out that I was not the only dork here, i wanted to point out that he had recognized it as well! Making me still a dork but at least dragging down some company and possibly leveling the playing field. 
He finally seeing how awkward I had become and how vastly embarrassed I was talked to me even when his friends came till I had to go, but through the whole making friends ordeal this cloud of awkwardness shrouded me.


And then a turtle walked by

The dreaded first post

After deciding that my computer did not give me available access to the “infinite knowledge” to which my mother holds, I sat down to the family computer, fretting over which story or collection of stories I would post as my first post…

Of course I would worry over such trivial matters… worrying too much about word choice and what would make me sound less like an idiot… I quickly wrote my story edited and gave a copy to the holder of ‘Infinite knowledge’ my mommy, asking worriedly “does it sound okay? How’s the flow?? Should I scrap it? Is it worth saving?” She smiled… and then said "oh its fine, I like it…" I asked again, “you sure? You sure it’s okay?” she said “You’ll get better in time” oh… well THAT’S comforting…… hope i don't sound too dumb...

So for all of you poor people who are now reading this blog, which I realize will only ever be one or two [though secretly I’ll wish for a large group of followers] this is a start of some very awkward stories, which are the stories of my life. I hope you enjoy.

And then a turtle walked by