Tuesday, April 14, 2009

April 9th-11th

I'm getting up early to write this because I wouldn't have time otherwise.

I was reminded of why I love music so much on Thursday night. : )

Friday=prom
That night/morning was one of the funnest I've experienced in a long time.

I got ready at Claire's house with a couple girls. Two or three hours would be long enough to get ready, right? Nope. It was so chaotic!

When we met up with everyone else to wait for the limo, I noticed there were a lot of people there that I didn't really know.
But I didn't care.

Everyone ate dinner pretty quickly because we were excited about prom. It was like being a little kid again and standing just outside an amusement park.

Everyone went to a gas station and bought an energy drink and chugged it in the limo before we went into prom. I thought it was a good idea to get 5 Hour Energy. Boy, was I wrong. 5 Hour Energy? Try NINE HOUR ENERGY. That thing worked from 9:30PM-6:30AM.

We finally arrived at 9:30. Everyone looked so pretty.

I've never had that much fun with a bunch of people I hardly knew.

After we danced for a while and around 12: 30, we all piled into the limo again and went to Liz's house for an all-nighter. I am proud to say that I'm no longer an all-nighter virgin. As soon as the sun came up around 6 or so, people began to feel the hours wearing on them. Our bodies were so tired, but our minds were alive. Freakin 5 Hour Energy. At 6:30 we ate breakfast and watched the Fairly Odd Parents. Then I went home and slept from 7 to 1.
: )
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This week feels different. In a good way, though. I feel.....happier. I think I'm finally giving up on worrying about all the stuff that's been going on in my life. What certain people do, what they think or say about me, how they look at me.....Drama. I'm sick of having problems with friends who used to be close.

Well, I'm letting it go.

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Friendships in Chicago.

Chicago is beautiful in its own crowded, dirty way.

On the way back I wished I didn't have to leave. Now that I'm here, I feel relieved to be home.
None of my really close friends went on this trip, so I was hesitant about going. I'm glad I went. It helped me branch out.

It's so interesting to see who bands together under the pressure of the comfortable when they find they're alone.

I got along with a girl I usually avoid for the sake of company. Wild.
I floated from group to group throughout the days.

It's so weird to be among groups of friends all the time, but not belong to one of them.

I've experienced this a few times before, but I've never been mostly okay with it until this trip. It definitely makes me realize how important friendships are. Not belonging to a friend group made me appreciate the little things people did. It made me value the people who didn't know me well, but talked to me anyways.

It made me see that some people will do a lot of things just to have some sort of company. To avoid loneliness. Even if they're sitting in silence.

All this reminds me of two friendships I'm trying to shake. Maybe I shouldn't push them away so easily.....

I'm super tired, so I'd better get to sleep.
Solid.