i've completed my article, managed to take my
98% average to 92%, prayed for God to let
professor foreman grade on a curve at the end
of the semester, attended the IHS homecoming,
and had my hopes unintentionally dashed, again!
all in the name of love and the pursuit of happiness.
homecoming was another football let down from
someone close to home; hmm, big shocker? i
think not. but then the dance, which surprisingly
enough did not intimidate me at all, went really
well. aside from the fact that i was surrounded
by 14-18 year olds all "dancing" and by dancing
i mean it appeared to be that they were just
having sex with clothes on. no joke. especially
garrett, my goodness, decency people, decency.
you should have seen the looks kyler got, that
alone was so worth going. he can't dance, but
then again, there are few men that can. i saw
grant and ryan just bustin' it out up in front, but
they're the exception: they borderline on being
gay because they love themselves so much. so
of course they dance well. all in all, i met some
funny people and danced with some of my girl's
from work. that sarah r is so funny! we were
doing an interpretive dance to hey there delilah.
oh my goodness, it was so funny! and marylynn
just stared at us. but anyway, we had fun. i had
fun. kyler had fun. it was fun! and it sure wiped
away the not-so-fun events of the game.
things are alright, in a roller coaster sort of way.
i'm figuring out that being comfortable with the
way my life is, isn't the way things should be. i
need to get uncomfortable, step out side of the
boundaries of my comfort zone and do some-
thing right for a change.
and that, that is my weekend. oh, and i forgot
to mention a gross lack of sleep.
that all.