With the help of my friends and the new ones I mad, I ended up in this condition:
I had the blast of a lifetime throwing green powder at strangers. I know that sentence sounds super weird, but it was therapeutic in a way. Everyone was so happy to either run, jog, or walk the race. We had music at our station so that automatically made things 1,000% better.
|Before the walk|
|My lovely green war powder|
|When you try and take a picture that's Tumblr worthy, but it's clearly not|
|I was finally able to get another color! Even if it was a just a smidgen|
|Before and after!|
So I told the guy I like how I felt. It was a little awkward, and the information had to be pried out of me, but I did it at last. Just as predicted he doesn't feel the same, but that's okay because now I can move on since I officially know the facts. Him and I have actually decided to work on our friendship, so that's cool.
Until next time!