Some people that believe that when you're elected as your high school class president that must mean you are popular, right? WRONG! True I'm not lonely and lacking friends but that doesn't mean that on Friday nights my life is filled with partying. You see after spending all Friday studying and caring for the students you find yourself in an interesting place. Your email isn't packed with questions, and you no longer need to think of threats for the kid that thinks typing your cell phone number and sending it to the entire class is a joke. In fact you kind of feel lonely and then the light turns on in the attic. I could have FUN!
I start planning everything that I shouldn't but could do. I could go blow my entire pay check at Joann's and make fabric hair flowers! I could get the dairy queen frozen hot chocolate and watch a movie or I could do all of the above and end the night with a bubble bath and Josh Groban playing in the background! Well you don't have to ask me twice to get a move on fun things. I was gone!
I started the evening at Walmart getting some essential items for the flowers. Then I migrated to Joann's where I continued to frolic though the aisles in complete and utter bliss. In the middle of skipping gleefully through the button aisle I find my dear friend Weston! Unexpected to see him at a fabric store but nevertheless I'm elated to see him. After talking and all that good stuff I leave the store before they ask me to leave because of my excessive partying. Then I'm called into work....That was kind of the end of my plans.
Hours later I'm curled up on my bosses couch watching movies because what else can I do? Psych has graced me with a new episode and I "find" a twix bar in my bag. After being paid I walk out in to the cold night air. I go home and decide that a bubble bath followed by the Lake House would be perfect!
Sadly the bubbles didn't last very long. After the popping noises died it was time for my movie! I creep down the stairs with my fuzzy socks and snowflake PJ pants. Tears filled my eyes as Netflix told me all too bluntly that I couldn't watch Lake House that night! Oh well. It was probably time for me to go to bed anyways.
I curled up in my bed and had the worst nightmare! In my dream I was reminded that tomorrow was Sadie Hawkins and on Sunday I'd hear of nothing else from the girls. Ugh! I knew when I choose to go to a private school I might not have the same chances as other girls but sometimes it gets so oppressive to hear of prom for three weeks! But then I console myself with the knowledge that I don't have to suffer through an awkward day date and that my guy friends wouldn't have to ask me for a background check on my date. There is some comfort to be had in that...Very little, but a some none the less.
