You made me gay, Sofie

So, Sofie might gonna be here tomorrow, I think. I don't really know yet, actually.. That's kinda bad, isn't  it? Ôo' I mean, she lives like two hours away from me, so it might be a good idea to know.
Or well, it wouldn't surprise me if she was ringing my door bell at 7:00 AM tomorrow morning xD No, she would never do that, she knows I like sleeping (a) She knows like basically everything about me - we have known each other like always. Or since kindergarden, at least n.n
But, well, ever since that, we have been like these crazy assed kids running around in our frontyard saying weird sounds xD
But then, in second grade, her mom got a new job and they needed to move far far away.. :'( So we tried holding contact, but it didn't work out that well..
And so, without talking to each other about it before, we went to the same contiuantion/boarding/something-there-no-english-word-for school (aka efterskole) AND WE WENT LIKE THOSE CRAZY ASSED KIDS RUNNING AROUND IN THE SCHOOLYARD AGAIN!!! :D ^^' n.n C:
And now we hold contact ^^

So, I wonder what we're gonna do tomorrow.. When we were young(er), we normally played with dolls or watched princess movies or played mom-dad-and-kids - me being the mother, of course xD
Know what, I'm not surprised I turned out being bi. You made me gay, Sofie XD