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Friday, July 18:

Teen Night is all the rage these days. I love this time of month. I get all giddy, excited...! This time around, my nephew, Kalan, came down. Here's here for an entire week. He got to come this time around.

Started off goofing around, as always. I gave Billy his Sonic Screwdriver (from Dr. Who) that I had gotten him. Early Christmas gift so to speak. He loved it!

Yugioh. This time around there was a four player battle. That means four players, in one duel, were going against each other. I used my Beast deck, Michael his Crystal Beast, Lynx using Michael's dragon deck and Ben using his... you know, to be honest, I don't think there is a theme with his. He's just put together a deck using stupidly over powered cards. Anyway, it was going good. I was actually surviving. Anyway, Ben decided to be a jerk wad. He wanted to take out both Michael and Lynx in one go, using Ring of Destruction. I was a little ticked. It would have put me down to 1,000 life points. As he smugly did it, I grinned, flipping over one of my traps.

"I disarm your trap." (I had "Seven Tools of the Bandit". Sure, I lost health, but it was SO worth it putting this guy in his place. I don't like him much)

Needless to say he was PISSED. He was so upset that I had spoiled his little haughty, egotistical move that he decided to quit the game early! He was fuming! Thing is, when you're taunting that you're going to win, rubbing in your moves in the player's faces like that, I'm going to act like the wolf and jump in, defending them by putting you in your deserved place. That's what I did to Ben.

Food Fear Factor tonight. We do it once a year at Teen Night. Last time I chickened out, wimping and not even signing up. This year Billy signed me up, without me saying I wanted to join in. At first I was freaking out. Then I thought, "hell, Michael did it alone last year. I should at least have the courage to face my fears and eat some of that stuff". Cringing, I decided to go through with it.

First round came up. As I walked up to the tables along with the other players in this fear factor game, I noticed Michael had agreed to do it again. Now I really wanted to try my hardest.

First round was.... hard enough. Salsa, wasabi, some sort of exotic spongy fruit and a dried white prune or something. The prune was small, hard as a rock (quite literally), and the most bitterly tasting vile thing that it made me gag.

Second round... dear god. Fish eggs (a green smear that caked everything else), a muscle (clam thing), and a caterpillar. Yes. You read right. A caterpillar. It was dead, I assure you.

Staring into the cup of random food, my face scrunched up in both disgust and dread. Everyone else downed theirs. Gulping, I got some of the fish eggs down. Sure. Fine. Good. Now I looked at the caterpillar. I felt my left eye twitching as I stabbed at it with the fork. Stab. Stab. Wince. Stab again. I moved it around, hoping to get my courage up.

I lifted the fork with the caterpillar to my mouth. I opened my maw wide, fork quivering... and I couldn't do it. I stayed like that for several seconds. Gulping, I lowered the fork, putting the caterpillar back in the cup. Why? Why couldn't I do it? I became furious with myself. Here was Michael, brave as he was, and he was eating this stuff like there was nothing to it. Here I was, freaking out like some weakling preteen, and I wasn't even trying to do it.

I grabbed the caterpillar and, tilting my head back, dropped it right down my throat. I was the only one to do this. I tried to swallow right away, but I gagged. I could feel the prickling legs catching on my throat wall. It's form was bumpy enough that my body was rejecting it.

I swallowed, feeling it's lumpy form snake down my throat. I had successfully kept it down. I had done that....

...and ran over, drinking a cup of soda, and munching on a handful of Fritos, hoping to get it out of my mind.

I couldn't eat the next food item. It looked too much like the bladder of a frog I once dissected. I backed out. Quite proud I even did what I could.

Michael made it through all the rounds. From octopus baby to duck egg, he ate it all. I'm so proud of him! I'm only ashamed I didn't get farther.

Besides that, Brawl and youtube. I finally showed my friends some JtHM (Johnny the Homicidal Maniac) videos. I didn't know how they'd take it. Seemed alright.

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