They wake up at 8:30 AM during their vacation, and they like it? I think 10 is too early. We were at the beach by 9:30. I am told this is late for them. We walked on the rocks, and I attempted to tan. Totally unlike me, but she's a bad influence with things like that. She also had my hair wanting to lighten my hair with sun-in. I usually avoid the sun like the plague. Haha. We went to the pool, we did not swim, because me and her went to the movies. Well, first the dollar store. We got candy and spray and moisturizer. I spent $3.73. It rocked. Then we saw My Sister's Keeper. I swear to you, that was the saddest movie I have ever seen, in my life. It was wonderful, actually. Well acted, well scripted, well cast. Really, a huge success. We were both trying not to look at each other and cry. I stuffed my face with popcorn. Later we ate dinner, and then we went to the arcade. She got dolphins. I got a lot of random little things I don't need. We went out for ice cream. The cookie dough ice cream was yucky. We walked down to the beach, we climbed up a rock, I bumped my head on chels's camera, she dropped it in a puddle. It broke. Of course. I swear I am technology retarded. We went back to the condo. Then me and chels went back to the beach. It was cold, the water was colder, it was windy, our hair was wet, we went to this little park by the arcade, and we swung. I like to swing. I learned this weekend, I get very nervous talking to girls. More nervous than I used to get talking to guys. And it's worse, because I don't understand girls like I understand guys. I'm so off in the head. I spent days worrying, worrying, worrying, plotting with steve on how to put the moves on her. I felt vengeful. Oh yeah, this night we slept on the floor of the porch, on sleeping bags. I woke at four in the morning, and chugged a bottle of water. I just wanted to kiss her. I stressed so much over it. We were up talking, I had taken my Ambien. It usually doesn't hit me like that, I couldn't even hold a conversation. I blinked and opened my eyes to find I had rolled onto my side. My sentences stopped making sense. But I finally found the courage and leaned over, and gave her a gentle kiss on the forhead/ or cheek. I honestly don't remember which. Really though, it was not a matter of courage, because never once did I stop and go "Ok I'm actually going to do it now" I urged myself for days, but never was it the right moment. But now, I just sortof fell over and went with it. No thinking involved. She doesn't remember. She clearly stated it the next day, she said, I am not a lesbian. She was kidding around, because we do silly things like shower together. She says this right after I told her I had to tll her something. I decided it was not the right time, I did not tell her.