I was looking at college pictures on Facebook today: I know when it was bad it sucked majorly but when we were good we had a hell of a lot of fun. Life is funny.
Separate thought: It is somewhat scary when you have an irrational fear of something and then you realize WHY and that it's not that irrational.
I think that I am going to have the same character flaw my entire life. Most of the time I am a great friend, but sometimes I am selfish and make poor decisions.
I'm sort of excited for High School Musical 3. I really am a 13-year old girl at heart.
Friday, September 26, 2008
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Several thoughts after last night's festivities ...
Is it wrong for a 22 year old to bring a flask to a Sweet 16th Bday Party?
Sheila's party was WAY more fun than any Fenwick dance I have ever attended. Points for her.
It's interesting to think of what percentage of people that were at MY 16th birthday party I'm actually still friends with.
So far Sheila doesn't have anyone with a lesbian crush stalking her. So she's worlds ahead of me.
Crashing the class of '03 reunion was a nice little prep for next year ....
I learned that Mr. Scheoph hasn't lost any cool points since i was 17. I also learned that Fenwick boys never really grow up from that immature think they are kings of the world attitude. Point in case - 1 boy chronicly unbuttoning his shirt (oh no there was no under shirt on underneath) 1 boy deciding to upstage first boy and complely remove his own shirt. (names withheld to protect the ... idiocy) and finally third boy finding an abandoned table of dinner goers and finishing ALL the food left on their plates.
Who's up for a pre-party at my house prior to our wonderful reunion? We can look at old photos and get drunk enough to enter a bar filled with our favorite and not high school comrades.
High school filled evening leads to veeeeeeeeery strange dreams including this highlight: I was leaving one bar and a particularly disliked figure from my past was entering. "Whoa, you're leaving already?" "Oh no, just heading to O'Sullivans, I'd rather go somewhere new" "You just don't want to see me, that's why isn;t it?" "Yes, actually you make me ill and it works out well that I'm leaving as you are coming"
Also apparently I decide that making plans with people that I usually strive to avoid is a good idea when I am drunk and in a reunion like mode on Madison Street .. oh my.
I need a girl's movie night STAT! :-)
Is it wrong for a 22 year old to bring a flask to a Sweet 16th Bday Party?
Sheila's party was WAY more fun than any Fenwick dance I have ever attended. Points for her.
It's interesting to think of what percentage of people that were at MY 16th birthday party I'm actually still friends with.
So far Sheila doesn't have anyone with a lesbian crush stalking her. So she's worlds ahead of me.
Crashing the class of '03 reunion was a nice little prep for next year ....
I learned that Mr. Scheoph hasn't lost any cool points since i was 17. I also learned that Fenwick boys never really grow up from that immature think they are kings of the world attitude. Point in case - 1 boy chronicly unbuttoning his shirt (oh no there was no under shirt on underneath) 1 boy deciding to upstage first boy and complely remove his own shirt. (names withheld to protect the ... idiocy) and finally third boy finding an abandoned table of dinner goers and finishing ALL the food left on their plates.
Who's up for a pre-party at my house prior to our wonderful reunion? We can look at old photos and get drunk enough to enter a bar filled with our favorite and not high school comrades.
High school filled evening leads to veeeeeeeeery strange dreams including this highlight: I was leaving one bar and a particularly disliked figure from my past was entering. "Whoa, you're leaving already?" "Oh no, just heading to O'Sullivans, I'd rather go somewhere new" "You just don't want to see me, that's why isn;t it?" "Yes, actually you make me ill and it works out well that I'm leaving as you are coming"
Also apparently I decide that making plans with people that I usually strive to avoid is a good idea when I am drunk and in a reunion like mode on Madison Street .. oh my.
I need a girl's movie night STAT! :-)
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