Post by ryan on Nov 18, 2011 19:57:13 GMT -6
The most fun pastimes (in Ryan's opinion) came in the shape of circles. Circles were awesome. They had no beginning and no ending, just a forever going, non breakable shape. Ryan's brain switched gears to primarily think about snowballs and bubbles. It was the reason he came out here, anyways, to have fun! Even though it was getting colder, Ryan still loved the sensation of being outside. Besides, bubble blowing and snowball fights were best done outside. The thought of those two hobbies also sparked another fun activity: tree climbing. One could even say that a tree was a circle as well by the stretch of the imagination. Naturally having a stretchable imagination, Ryan considered a tree a circle, especially when a little kid drew it and the top of it turned out looking like a fluffy cloud. That said, there were no trees in the courtyard that Ryan could climb, but there was snow on the ground and a new bottle of bubbles were in his pocket. Question was: which first. Decisions.
Having bubbles on the brain, (and his brain being spasmodic) Ryan thought about a new goal he had in life: find a spell that would produce bubbles out of his wand. Of course, blowing bubbles manually was much more fun, but the liquid would ran out too quickly for his liking. No! Better yet: a bottomless bottle of bubble liquid! That would be so much fun! .... which reminded him, he was outside for fun. He was supposed to be deciding between throwing a snowball and blowing bubbles. The fifteen year old Hufflepuff looked down at the ground. They didn't get snow every day! Grinning, he took some in his hands, packed it together in a lopsided ball and then threw it at the nearest person. Knowing his throwing skills weren't the best, Ryan tried to aim low to prevent hitting the random victim in the head, granting it even hit the moving target.
"I regret nothing!" Ryan called out with a laugh. An innocent, playful smile flickered onto his face right before his teeth started to chatter slightly. ".... alright, I take that back a smidge. More in the making the snowball aspect than throwing it," he chuckled, starting to rub his hands together as the cold started getting to them. Oh, karma, Ryan mused, a slight grin still plastered onto his face. Note to self: don't pick up snow with bare hands. Wear gloves.
Having bubbles on the brain, (and his brain being spasmodic) Ryan thought about a new goal he had in life: find a spell that would produce bubbles out of his wand. Of course, blowing bubbles manually was much more fun, but the liquid would ran out too quickly for his liking. No! Better yet: a bottomless bottle of bubble liquid! That would be so much fun! .... which reminded him, he was outside for fun. He was supposed to be deciding between throwing a snowball and blowing bubbles. The fifteen year old Hufflepuff looked down at the ground. They didn't get snow every day! Grinning, he took some in his hands, packed it together in a lopsided ball and then threw it at the nearest person. Knowing his throwing skills weren't the best, Ryan tried to aim low to prevent hitting the random victim in the head, granting it even hit the moving target.
"I regret nothing!" Ryan called out with a laugh. An innocent, playful smile flickered onto his face right before his teeth started to chatter slightly. ".... alright, I take that back a smidge. More in the making the snowball aspect than throwing it," he chuckled, starting to rub his hands together as the cold started getting to them. Oh, karma, Ryan mused, a slight grin still plastered onto his face. Note to self: don't pick up snow with bare hands. Wear gloves.