Prom Onward
Well. I had a really good time at Prom. I would say it was about equally as fun as Semi last year, and I had a very good time at Semi. As I think everyone agreed, the Lighthouse was really pretty-the space, the music, the food were all good. Dan looked really cute in his hat. I was pleasantly surprised at how many people danced. Just about everyone danced for at least a little while. I personally got down with Ben, Dan, Charles, Jeffrey, all my homegirls, Ami (til she fled :-)), Ms. Aboody, and Mr. Randolph.
Afterwards, we went to Chiara's house to change and then after some deliberation and arguments with the limo company, we wound up at the party in Forest Hills, which was across the street from my building. I had a good time at the party, which surprised me since I wasn't drinking. But it was a nice house (less nice when we got through with it), and people were friendly, except for Kyle, who pushed Juliet's date into the pool, and Justin, who tried to start a fistfight with Grace's date. Both of them took it very well.
We were pretty bedraggled by the time we got to school, and although I had been in high spirits all night, I finally crashed during "I, Claudius". I went home, slept for four hours, then slept for 12 more.
Yesterday, I went to Jackie's confirmation, which was in a very nice church in Garden City. The lady behind us was singing hymns really loud and really tone-deafly. She also was looking disapprovingly at us because we weren't sure when to stand up and when to sit down. And also because we weren't saying the "amen"s. And also because we're no good Jew-lookin Jews.
The days since Prom have been a blur of sleeping, separated by brief periods of wakefulness. I'm feeling all right, but I'm sort of worried about the summer. I don't want to end up depressed like last summer. I'm excited about BU, but since the Awards Ceremony, I've been pretty melancholy about Hunter ending. I don't think I really enjoyed Hunter a lot until this year. This year felt different. In my experience, people were more friendly to me, and it was easier to talk to teachers, and even though I didn't take advantage of being a senior, it was good to have some implied authority. I'm not looking forward to being the youngest again. I'm really going to miss Hunter. I'll miss my friends of course, but I believe I'll stay in touch with them. It's all the other people, the people I like a lot but only ever see in school, that I'll miss.
It's stupid to dwell on this though. School is ending. I think I'm lucky too, because I feel like I'm pretty much who I want to be right now. I don't owe any explanations or apologies to people. I can just say my goodbyes, and go, without regret.
I hope I can hold it together at graduation.
Afterwards, we went to Chiara's house to change and then after some deliberation and arguments with the limo company, we wound up at the party in Forest Hills, which was across the street from my building. I had a good time at the party, which surprised me since I wasn't drinking. But it was a nice house (less nice when we got through with it), and people were friendly, except for Kyle, who pushed Juliet's date into the pool, and Justin, who tried to start a fistfight with Grace's date. Both of them took it very well.
We were pretty bedraggled by the time we got to school, and although I had been in high spirits all night, I finally crashed during "I, Claudius". I went home, slept for four hours, then slept for 12 more.
Yesterday, I went to Jackie's confirmation, which was in a very nice church in Garden City. The lady behind us was singing hymns really loud and really tone-deafly. She also was looking disapprovingly at us because we weren't sure when to stand up and when to sit down. And also because we weren't saying the "amen"s. And also because we're no good Jew-lookin Jews.
The days since Prom have been a blur of sleeping, separated by brief periods of wakefulness. I'm feeling all right, but I'm sort of worried about the summer. I don't want to end up depressed like last summer. I'm excited about BU, but since the Awards Ceremony, I've been pretty melancholy about Hunter ending. I don't think I really enjoyed Hunter a lot until this year. This year felt different. In my experience, people were more friendly to me, and it was easier to talk to teachers, and even though I didn't take advantage of being a senior, it was good to have some implied authority. I'm not looking forward to being the youngest again. I'm really going to miss Hunter. I'll miss my friends of course, but I believe I'll stay in touch with them. It's all the other people, the people I like a lot but only ever see in school, that I'll miss.
It's stupid to dwell on this though. School is ending. I think I'm lucky too, because I feel like I'm pretty much who I want to be right now. I don't owe any explanations or apologies to people. I can just say my goodbyes, and go, without regret.
I hope I can hold it together at graduation.