So this week has been full of drama for all of those who care.
Matt came down from Canada to by my lovely, harmless and charmingly gay prom date. It really is much easier taking a gay guy. They understand girl drama, will laugh at bad dresses with you, and they wont embarrass you. Yay for Matt! Plus it meant I finally got to see the rest of the Bob Squad while they were making up a miniature version of a 90s movie about our lives. One of the characters was even based on a classmate of mine that is very aggravating-- I love my camp friends. They are so loyal they hate the people that bother me, no questions asked. Can you ask for a better team? No. Not really. It's been a while since I have seen Chaela (Love you girl. I need to see more of you), and I had fun helping Matt find his long lost black pants from Urban. And of course, Becca's pretentious head band. It was hot. Dont worry about it.
Monday was...interesting. But despite several near misses, I went to the prom. And I love my dress. The prom was, as usual, disappointing. Stupid movies make it seem like freaking unicorns are going to come out of the ceiling because its so magical and crazy things happen. There was none of that. I laughed a lot. Found myself in several awkward situations. Watched couples I couldnt see (since it was dark, they were far away and I dont carry around my glasses) hook up on the stone wall of the mansion where Becca and I partied during her and her brother's bat/bar mizbahs. Crazy shit. I felt like I was in a time warp for a while.
People were mostly normal. Miles was sweating so much that everytime he walked by I felt like I was being showered, but at least he was having fun right? Matt and I agreed the moment we saw the absolute perfect most awful dress ever. It was meant to be. Please dont think I'm a bitch, it's really very amusing. It was dark jet blue with millions of sequins that looked more like christmas lights, which matt describes in the most amusing way. He claims that each color they reflected spelled out a word: ex. Red = atrocious, Yellow = hideous, blue = fug.
Hahaha i practically cried I was laughing so hard!
Tuesday I was SUPER late for the graduation rehersal and was publically embarassed by Ms. Makrauer. At least Bee was there to make it less awkward...right? Matt had to catch a plane home, but he left me the sweetest note in my owl notebook (where the character list for the 90s
movie is, and also where the "ugs to pretts" transformation list is...all very amusing).
Wednesday. Graduation Day. And our wannabe British school makes us (aka females) wear white dresses. I dont do white... so my dress was sort of white with lots of color. It was a DvF masterpiece! She really out did herself. It has some well placed polka dots and 2 large pink flowers. When I tried it on in the store my mom knew it was me. And it totally was. My advisor completely agreed. Sam made me feel bad for wearing some color, but the head of the school told me that she liked my dress...I guess a slight break from tradition wasnt so bad afterall. I mean, I saw the whole situation as very ironic, considering my grade isnt exactly virginal...and its not exactly a secret. I was happy and confident in my color, as it should be. Cause, honestly, who wants to wear white if it isnt their wedding day?
Graduation seems to have opened up a can of worms for everyone though. For the gorgeous but quiet girls, its a time to be loose and experiment with the boys they never even talked to... All deserved, but this comes at the expense of leaving behind their friends who love them very much. I dont even know them that well and I was startled to find them very very rude to both their friends and other people at a party last night. I had better expectations but forgive me, I'll reconsider. And friendships falling apart before your own eyes. But it raises the question: How do you determine what you keep and what you leave behind?
I have found myself struggling with this question. How many times do you forgive and forget when there isnt improvement? Senior project gave me the space I needed to think more clearly about what I am willing to fight to hold on to, and what might be better to leave behind. It sounds really corny, but I really love some of my friends. There is a certain amount of balance that I get in my life from having some one like Brendan around. I like not having to explain/edit thoughts with Bee. Ben is cranky and bright, so some quick arguments about government systems are welcome. Kelly is honest. More honest than anyone I know, and I admire that. Sam makes me smile because we can be so bitter together and no one will ever know. That and there is no judgement, only encouragement in regards to experimentation. Isaac will always be there to lend an ear. Sarah will give me a smile and scrunch her nose and rap with me. Friendships have required repairs, but sometimes it has made the whole web stronger. I am happy to welcome some new people into my life as well. Miles certainly makes everything more interesting and Allie has a really good heart.
I spent today organizing more EUROTRIP stuff with Sam. Though he gave up after a while and we played Monopoly, Risk, Shithead and Presidents with Nico who was STARVED for company. It was overall very amusing until I realized exactly how much stuff I need to get together for the cape this weekend...since my parents are leaving tomorrow!
And yet another shock to the system: the peirce reunion happens tomorrow. The only people I spend time with from elementary school are Bex, Sam and Cristina. It should be interesting. I know that afterwards we are going to our first Strawberry Night (an alumni event) at BBN...networking time, kids! Not even a day of summer and already I'm supposed to be working. Joy.
The Mexico Project continues, though I havent opened a file in a little over a week now. I'm hoping by next week I'll be able to force myself into some more work. Cross your fingers.
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