...when you freak out, there's a road sign...
I got invited to two parties this week (one last night and one tomorrow night). And not by flyers either. The only other party that I've been invited to since college started was by flyer...a frat party, and they ended up getting busted and shut down that night (good thing I decided not to go...).
I'm not going to either of the parties this week either. I wish that I knew how to be at a party...or how to want to be at a party...or how to not feel terribly guilty about even wanting to go to a party.
But nope...this weekend is likely to be the same as every other weekend has been.
C'est la vie.
My awakening beckons.
Now, errands. Later, must finish concert post.
I'm not going to either of the parties this week either. I wish that I knew how to be at a party...or how to want to be at a party...or how to not feel terribly guilty about even wanting to go to a party.
But nope...this weekend is likely to be the same as every other weekend has been.
C'est la vie.
My awakening beckons.
Now, errands. Later, must finish concert post.