So I got to go to Wet 'n Wild today. Which is a water park, for those of you who don't live in the states. With brightly colored plastic slides and over-chlorinated water and really attractive lifeguards.
I went with my ex-best friend (now I guess we've been demoted to good friends? I haven't hung out with her in forever) Kastina and her boyfriend, Kanyon. Isn't it interesting how they both have unique names that start with "K"? I think so. It was fun. We got there way, way too early and were literally the first people there.
There was lots of stairs and lots of walking around so I didn't do my cardio when I got home and I don't feel bad about that. I do however, feel bad about the chocolate ice cream I downed. I did do my yoga though.
I rode this one slide called the Bomb Bay, and basically, you stand in this rocketship shaped compartment and the operator presses a button and the floor below you disappears and you drop almost vertically down. It's pretty terrifying and I hated it and I hope I never have to do it again. The only reason I did it this time was because Kastina threatened to leave me at the park if I chickened out. So, I took the plunge.
But now I'm home, I'm sufficiently sore and tired and don't really feel like existing.
Oh, and someone on YouTube told me I reminded them of Zooey Deschanel a few days ago (or maybe it was a few weeks ago, I just forgot to ever mention it) and of all the sweet and wonderful things YouTube commenters have said over the past couple of years, that was about the highest compliment anyone could ever give me. Ever. Zooey Deschanel is my idea of a perfect human being. And I don't think I come anywhere close to resembling her in any way, but the fact that someone else would think so pretty much makes my life.
Since this blog is so short and boring and pointless, here's a picture of Jared Padelecki.
I don't feel like doing tallies today. I'll do them tomorrow. KAY LOVE YOU GUYS BYE.