I hate April Fool's Day - at least the prank part of it. Thankfully, no one was feeling froggy this year, so I didn't have to deal with any nonsense. I'm not into pranks, or scaring people - although I love surprises.
No one ever does surprises for me, though. I think it's because people don't really know me. And I wonder if anyone really does. I wonder if anyone even knows that I like surprises. I wonder if anyone would even know what I wanted. And maybe that's it - I don't really want anything, so what would people surprise me with?
I can definitely BE surprised though. In the scary, jump-out-from-behind-a-corner way. And it really freaks me out. I don't hate it to the point of getting angry - but it does get to me.
A long time ago, a boy I was really into jumped out and scared the mess out of me. I have not yet forgotten it. I wasn't angry. But wow - it really impacted me. I can't even explain it. At the time, I feared it had scared some years off of my life. I might have wet my pants if I'd have been any more frightened.
And this wasn't even on April Fool's. It was on the eve of a pretty awesome weekend. Life is funny. You never know where it'll take you, where you'll end up. Sometimes moments are just that.
Sometimes things don't last.
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