WARNING: STEREOTYPICAL TEENAGER STORY AHEAD. PROCEED WITH CAUTION. -- 44 was like The Sims. This is one of the expansion packs you can by. Sims: House Party. Whooo! Today was really nice. Boring at some moments, but generally it was good. A very relaxed day. Had an excursion for English; went to go see a play. The play was actually pretty good, it was well done. There was this alternate ending they did. Pretty damn cool. Bus ride out there was mildly entertaining, I was with two of my friends all crammed onto one seat. I was sitting at the window, I had someone next to me and the third person was sitting on my lap with her legs over the other person. A little uncomfortable but hey, we had to. We were one of two seats that had to, uh, "triple up". Of course, like I said I'd do, I kind of tried to avoid the person I annoyed. I wasn't doing it overly conciously, I just kind of made it my business to be in other conversations when they were nearby. There was one occasion I nearly slipped up and I know they were ringing in on the conversation I was having but they didn't actually say anything. The same thing happened a second time actually - and when it did, I had a packet of chips in my hand, and I offered them to the person I was talking to. The annoyed person made their presence (silent presence mind you) felt in the conversation so when I was offering chips I had to do so to them too. It was a quick thing, not really looking at them, just like "Want one?" Um, btw - the person I'm obsessed with, the "obsessee" = the annoyed person. Thought I'd clarify that for anybody who actually cares on here, hah. So anyway, I was on the bus early with my two homies. (I have more than two friends of course, these were just the people I hung out with the whole day.) Let's call them Friend A and Friend B - FA, FB. FA was the person slung across me on the ride there, I was sitting next to them. FB was behind us on a seat, alone. They were concerned about who was going to sit with them. Then I heard "Oh hey [FB], I'm gonna sit with you!" and I knew who it was. Silly annoyed obsessee person whom I really need a new nickname for. Let's go wiiiith... SL, because those letters are completely irrelevent. So yeah, I pretty much got to spend the bus ride home with good ole SL. We wound up listening to my iPod the whole way home (awkwardly yes considering SL was sitting BEHIND me...) and now I've burnt a CD for them. Aw, aren't I sweet? No. This story was lame as, and most of it was conjured up by paranoia. Read 43 if you're lost. I'm a fucking rambler! And I even rambled slightly about SL to my best friend tonight but it's hard to do that because we always wind up talking about other things. Best friend wants to know more about SL but I can't when we talk like that! Oh well.