To jump or not to jump, that's not really the question

Here's a test question...

How would you react to me jumping in a puddle of water? (Whether you're right there to receive 'splash' or just there to see it.)

I now have two distinct memories of me jumping in puddles, rather impulsively I might add. One time, years ago, it had been raining, I had just come out of a restaurant with my then best friend and her father. There was a huge puddle, I decided, I had to jump in it, so I did. My jeans seemed to absorb all the water, but it was fun, it was freeing...I was soaked, she didn't get angry, neither did her father, we just laughed. Sure, I had the whole car ride home to soak, but I say it was worth it.

Second memory was just Wednesday night. A few friends and I were coming out of the movie theater (saw The Family Stone, loved it, others disagreed, thought it boring :P) I saw a puddle, ran up to it, paused, readied myself for a jump, and pounced. While two out of the three didn't seem to mind, one decided I had done it purposely to ruin the clothing they were wearing, charged after me with mal-intent, though had no idea what action they were going to take (here's a hint, I don't find that to be a good reaction to my puddle jumping). I had fun.

New Years plans...ugh...I want to hang with my brother, and now that he's of drinking age it could prove to be more fun. He doesn't seem to know what the plans are for N.Y. yet but I've expressed my want to hang with him. I've gotten a semi-invite from my not so legal friends who want me to hang with them. I have to say though, I'd rather not, I would honestly rather hang with my brother or pretend that N.Y. doesn't even exist. (No offense meant to my not so legal friends of course, I love you guys). It's not like I'll have anyone to make out with when the ball drops...never have...as far as I'm concerned it's just another depressing holiday, with potential.

And all this talk of getting older, my birthday's just around the bend. No boyfriend/husband, no children, no...nothing lol. Sad, though I'm in a better place than I was months ago. A lot of talk about memories as well. I've got calender dates coming up that I list as my 'reasons my life began the downward spiral' which is a shortened version of 'reasons my life took the most fucked up turn for the worst when everything seemed to be going to well'...now you know...lol, I never really had a title of course, but man...memories, most of the time mine will just get me in trouble, cause I, like most people (at least I assume) can remember the bad memories better than I can remember the good...we really ought to work on that.

Well, now that I'm rambling and finally tired, I must catch some Z's. Ponder my question, answer if you feel up to it...I'm curious to see who actually belongs in my 'okay, we'll still be friends (for now)' category...just teasing of course, though your answer(s) will be graded...