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2004-04-12 // 3:13 a.m.
So anime club is crazy. We had a video game tournament, tons of fun and all. Me and Adam had shopped the night before and ended up picking up a pokemon pinata to allow the winner of the main event to kill as their prize.
It was pretty funny how it was destroyed, even more funny that someone with an intense love of Pikachu stole the trophy head so it would not be desecrated by having a picture taken of it's decapitated head. It gets progressively more funny as you find out how seriously this girl felt about it, so much so that she would alienate herself from club and get all defensive about it. I don't know, it's just weird.
Being around this girl is a strain on my system, she comes and hangs out at Adam's house for multiple hours and doesn't say a word to anyone but Adam. Not to be mean, but being around her is like being with a walking breathing inflatable doll. Imagine kicking it with your friends and an inflatable doll. It's uncomfortable. It's akward. You wish it would go away so there wasn't the silent figure of distress kicking it in the corner- everyone knows its there but is too uncomfortable to address it's presence.
Or maybe it's just me. Maybe it's that I'm tired, frustrated and annoyed with the general population. Honestly here in Chico I'm okay with Adam, Jay and Chris. Everyone else I know here I do not feel god about- ranging from low level akwardness to frustrated that they exist.
So yea, it's probably just me- but maybe not.