Bowl-A-Rama

I'm Just So Talented...

After youth on saturday night, we went bowling. I wasn't exactly keen on putting myself in a social situation where i'd feel like shit and would'nt be able to escape. But i did it anyway, for the 'greater good' of things...

At the best of times, my bowling isn't fantastic. But with bumpers up, i'm less terrible. Even so, i lost my first game - but i won the second! I was pleased. I managed not to roll the ball backwards, fall over or hit anyone. I managed to be giggled at for the way i lift my foot behind me (like girls being kissed in chic flicks) when i release the ball. I was cheered for my strikes, commiserated for my one-pin-rolls. It could've been a perfect night. But i didn't quite pull it off.

We invented a land called 'Yip'. It's a land of women. We have a national anthem ('it's hip to be a square' from Sesame Street). We're sensible, we don't have wars. We had a thirty second argument which was resolved immediately and went down in history books as the shortest battle ever. The boys invented a counter-land, called 'Boredom'. They thought it was funny, because they could say things like 'i'm bored' as other people can say 'i'm polish'. It was random. Semi-amusing. But truly random.

I couldn't quite pretend to keep the smile on my face the entire time. I couldn't quite keep the tears from my eyes all the time. I could manage to keep others from noticing. I laughed through my argument and accepted the comment 'i just want to see you smile again' - but it was too hard. Feeling like i was being kicked in the stomach hurt too much. I did it though. Which means i can do it again.

But at least i won a game of bowling!

Annie