Sep 18, 2005 13:01
yesterday was homecoming....
it was also the first time i ride in a limo....
it was, most importantly:
the first time ive ever gone to a dace,
and ACTUALLY enjoyed myself.
it was the first time, without being drunk
that i just let go and didnt care
whether i was any good
whether anyone was going to make fun of me
i just danced, with my friends
and even encouraged kelly and jeff to do the same....
the limo rides were awesome
screaming out the windows at random people
at the grove, was awesome too
pulling up to wendys in a limo...
vaguely reminded me of mr deeds
it was awesome too
driving around with some of my best friends
and just relaxing and having a good time with them
was the best part of the whole night....
yet again, im glad for the friends ive found
and im glad that this time around, they share
most of my morals and ideas regarding what is a good time
my only regret? i have nonethat things worked out the way they did
and the girl who i probably would have danced the most with
and had the most fun with [decided to rashly break things off
without a rhyme or reason in my mind that i could make any sense whatsoever about
its one of those things that if given the chance
i would have done things much differently
starting from sunday...but oh well....
"Experience is the toughest teacher, because she gives the test first, the lesson later"
strike out