Wednesday, January 3rd, 2018

I went to the arcade with my dad and brother today. It's been a while since I had fun. Last year was all pain, no gain ~ wait, I'm not supposed to think or mention anything that has to do with you. ANYWAYS!

It was relatively crowded, since everything was half-price on Wednesdays. It was so cool, too! Everything was glow-in-the-dark or neon lights. There was even a bar (not that I drank or ate anything from there).

I played a bunch of games. There's this one particular game where you spear fish and it translates to tickets. The heavier the fish, the more tickets you get. You can get combos, and you can also work with a partner. I played with my brother. Sharks were worth 500 tickets, and there was a special jellyfish that appeared once in a blue moon (I'm exaggerating. It was rare, alright?) and it's worth a whopping 1000 tickets! I'm glad to say that I got it, hehe. Did I mention I'm really competitive?

There were also games like air hockey, which I absolutely destroyed my brother at. We don't count the first game, though. I didn't have my glasses on.

As I passed the dining area, I came face-to-face with someone I hadn't expected to see: Bryson.

Okay, basically, I met Bryson when I was younger, maybe around 9 years old? I had a crush on him before, but I never really pursued it. His hair is bronze-colored, and he has a little beauty mark under his eye. Wait, do I have a thing for beauty marks?

I didn't really know what to say to him, until my dad said hello. Oh yeah, my dad is friends with his parents. All I could do was gawk and wave like the donkey I am. I was aware that I was blushing like mad, and I hoped my dad did not notice.

Now that I think about it, I probably shouldn't be thinking about guys in general. I just got out of a heartbreak and it's the new year, so why should I be worrying about my love life? I've got plenty of time. I say that, but then complain that I'm lonely, haha. Sure, it's great and all working on yourself, but I still can't help wish that I had someone to lean on, someone to be there for me, you know? Everyone gets lonely sometimes, right? Or is that just me?