Ultimate Sunday

Ultimate Frisbee, 56-degree weather and omelets with friends.
Ben, Bree, Peter, Max, Dan, Clay, Tristan, Matt, Peter, Chris, and several other kids that came and went who I never caught their names. A girl named Martha, and Nicole.
I woke up and checked my e-mail, and said “hello” to Ben. Who promptly messaged me back and said he was going to play Frisbee today. I told him I would go with him, so after talking a couple of different times he ran back to show me the way… I had such a good time, although I refrained from participating in the game. I would love to feel confident enough to play with others but I’ve never really done it, ever. So I suppose that, along with the fact that I am easily winded, have awful hand-eye coordination, and little confidence in my physical abilities I have thus far in my life refrained from team sports, games and the like. I don’t like letting other people down, and if I’m not at my best I would rather not even do it. I guess its just fear and pride. I hope I will get over that someday. It is the same thing with dancing, I love it so much, but I don’t like to dance in public because I hate looking stupid, and I know I will, because I never think I’m as good as others (who’ve seen me) say I am. I am such a dork! But it was so good to get out today. I was reintroduced to Dan, who I’d met previously at a friends house at the beginning of the semester, and Tristan, a good friend of Ben, whom I’ve seen on several occasions, there were so many others that I’ve seen around but never been associated with. Moving from the shadows to the sun, watching the fun. My freezing feet and windswept ponytail glad that I’d not fallen in the mud. Walking back home, we friends made plans and parted ways in the elevator, destined to reunite in my room, laden with stuff and ready to make food. We were all starving at 5:30pm when we got back. Most of us hadn’t eaten well before we’d left so protein was essential, and omelets filled with peppers onions and mushrooms, were made, along with toasted wheat bagels and guacamole. It was amazing! The five of us squeezed into my tiny kitchen area and cooked our food and then just sat down on the floor by my bed (which is about 5ft from the kitchen area and 3ft from the door) to eat, and talk. I love when people come over and cook together, talk and just feel good together.
After we all dispersed and I washed dishes, I grabbed my stuff and headed over to the studio, where I met Margarite and worked for a couple of hours before I returned to my room and started other things.