I need to concentrate better, but I’ll write this post really quick before I forget .

So from my living room there is a wonderful view of the tennis courts (from my room too, I suppose, but the living room gives a slightly better point–wider view and all).  So from time to time, I’ll take little breaks to hang out with my roommate, and sometimes we’ll watch the tennis players or skateboarders, or whoever is on the court.  And we might occasionally laugh…maybe.  (Yay tennis karma).

Well, generally speaking most players don’t notice us.  But two guys yesterday did, and they kept looking back at us.  We had our window open since the weather outside felt nice, and one guy started to wave and talk to us.  We felt a little awkward.  Then the other guy started taking off his shirt and we felt really awkward.  (More like *covers eyes*.  I might be one of the few people on earth who aren’t particularly interested in checking out people’s bodies [so eww at the shirtless profile pictures, ahem, guy I blocked].  I always feel awkward when other girls admire some guy’s bod, since I generally don’t agree.  I have potentially severe tunnel vision, so if I like someone then I can’t find myself very attracted to anything else…O_O].

Well anyways, I guess it was awkward for my roomie since that guy wasn’t attractive; but we didn’t want to laugh too loud/cover our faces/eyes since the window was open.  The guys asked if we had beer (Nope!)  and then left.  Though my roommate joked and told them to bring us the beer next time.  

I think if I ever noticed myself being watched I’d probably awkwardly try to evacuate…ASAP. 

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So a while ago, I bought a ton of Fresca thinking it would be tasty and awesome since it said it was sparkling citrus peach soda, or something.  I like peaches, I like citruses, and I like sparkling juice, so I didn’t think it’d be all bad.  But they used aspartame, so it tasted weird.  So after the box was sitting in the living room for maybe a month, I decided I could give it away…but to whom? 

So, in a HIMYM-esque manner I decided to leave it in the hallway with a sign that says it’s free (re: the barrel episode). 

If there was anything my room was blessed with (besides me having awesome roomies), it would be the view of the sky.  I love just watching out my window–there’s all sorts of weather out there, and I just love clouds.  I used to imagine bouncing in clouds, like Care-Bears or just flying around in general. 

(n_n) [Not to mention there is a tennis court, and some people have really funny form!  Not that I play well, but I know how it should generally look.  Heh.  I was half-joking that my tennis-karma would be reaching untouchable levels since I've laughed at so many people from the safety of my room.  How pathetic, right? lolz.  Next time I even try playing, I'll probably get my lame-ass beaten up; then maybe someone else will be laughing at me .]

When the clouds looked like this (above), it reminded me of a few things:
1) The sky in Kansas when I was leaving in 2003.  That was one of the best summers of my life thus far.
2) How awesome it might be to paint something like this with a nice flat brush (the streaks of light).
3) The Little Mermaid and the light rays in the water (which, by the way, was one of my favorite Disney movies, though now that I’m older I like the ideas behind Beauty & the Beast a lot more–& the dandelions in the opening scene!):

Sometimes watching sunsets reminds me of the Little Prince & how he would watch them when sad.  Then I either become reflective of the sad recent occurrences, or I become happy because I am crazy for colors and sunsets are spectacular like that.

It is too bad the tennis lights bleached out the colors in the one below: