Contemplations on reject and eggs.

I know I've been making depression a topic more often than not lately, and it might be disappointing to some people, but bear with me - I'm trying to get my feelings out here!  This is almost as good as a diary!  Anyhoo, our C.A.P.E. (Christian Association of Parent Educators) picnic was two days ago.  My friend A.J. was there, and also a few other people I know, but I wasn't paid attention to as much as I would have liked.  I probably could have done the chicken dance and sang the song that never ends at the top of my lungs and still nobody would have paid attention to me! 

 The person who gave me the most entertainment was a girl I'll call "Resa".  She was really nice to me for someone who didn't give a lick about me anytime before.  But seriously, she kept me entertained when A.J. disappeared on me - until someone suggested playing freeze tag.  

I'll have you know right here and now that I am not in the best of shape, but I volunteered to be "it" anyway.  It was torture for my lungs but eventually, it was Resa's turn to be "it" and I took a rest under a tree.  However, I didn't get much rest because everybody thought I was "frozen" and kept touching me.  I felt like I had a sign saying "Poke me" taped to my front!  After a while, everybody I knew well went home, and I was left to contemplate my loneliness.

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But on the bright side, our chickens started laying eggs!  I had gone over there to lock them in the hen house for the night, and I looked in one of the roosts or whatever you call them, and I saw two eggs!  It was soooo COOL!!!  Later, Bob found a half-dozen more eggs under the barbeque.  I was a tad envious, but eh, it was his turn to shine!  

Signing off!

~The Crazy Hyper Teen:3