I have so much I want to say
There is so much I want to say. I wanted to respond to (I think it was Maggie's) the post in TJMC, but I decided not to, mostly cuz I can say more here:
This one time, at band camp, I slept with my best friend.
This one time, at band camp, my best friend accidentally used my toothbrush.
This one time, at band camp, I had one of the best times of my life.
This one time, at band camp, I saw a shooting star with my new friend.
This one time, at band camp, I remember waking up insanely early and still being late to rookie drill.
This one time, at band camp, I danced crazily with my friend during a slow song.
I could go on and on.
I've been really nostalgic the last couple days. I remember how hard it was to graduate. It hurts now too that I'm not there for everyone who's graduating now. I won't be able to go to graduation, either. I miss the first half of senior year. Well. More like I miss the fun of the second half plus the lack of insane amounts of drama in the second half. I remember the crazy "fight" I had with Al in that second half. So weird. Being at college makes that impossible.
I think losing touch with someone and then talking to them again makes stuff really odd. It's like...awkward at times, but sometimes it's crazy how natural it feels. Without even trying. I'm fucking rambling because I can't figure out what I want to say. I know who I want to say this to, but I know that I shouldn't and I can't and I wouldn't know what to say anyway. I don't know what I want, but that's a good thing because even if I knew, I wouldn't be able to get it.
I'm coming to UVA this weekend for the Blue Ridge Boogie thing, this swing dance workshop. So I'll be there (it's in Newcomb) for most of the time, aka Saturday, but I'm trying to get a ride down on Friday, so let me know if you want to hang out. (Even if I saw you less than a week ago:)).