No, seriously, that's where I was today. One of my really good friends from high school, Jovee, has just recently decided that she is going to become a Franciscan Sister of the Eucharist. (That's a Catholic order for all you who didn't know.) So some of our other friends from high school decided to throw her a bachelorette/going away/any excuse for a party party. And you know, it wasn't quite as awkward as I thought it might be. I hadn't talked to most of these people in a long time (partially because I wasn't sure how they would react) but it wasn't too difficult. I had a lot of catching up to do, so most of the time I just listened to people tell their stories, and if I was asked, summed up mine. In general, without going into messy details, because that would just be confusing and freaky. We played some games (I got to dress up as a trash-bag nun--it was really hot) and just sat around and talked. It was a little like old times. Sometimes I miss those simpler days, when I didn't have to think about what I was going to do with the rest of my life, or stress out about money so much, or worry about some evil god that's going to try to kill me. Yeah, life was much easier when I was younger. But I was a different person then. And my past has made me the person I am today. And that person, the self sitting here right now typing these words, she is a good person, a strong person, and I am proud of her. She has struggled through heartache and loneliness to come through in a place where she has a purpose and many people who love her. And though life may have been simpler just four years ago, I would not go back for all the treasures in the world. Because my treasures are here now, in my learning, in my choices, and most especially, in my friends.
So it's nearly the end of summer and I've accomplished practically nothing I'd planned on doing. On the bright side, though, if I can make it through the next four days, I will be finished with school. At least for the next three weeks, until I have to go back to Springfield. *Sigh* A degree--any degree--would be good right about now. Not so good day today. Went to bed VERY late, so I woke up late, feeling terrible. Shortly thereafter, I went to work, where I closed by myself on one of the busier nights we've had this week. Yeah, fun. Came home and did some of my homework so I don't have to do it tomorrow. Still feel terrible--headache, backache, nausea...are these side effects of my medication? I really hope so, otherwise I'm just screwed up. Anyway. Have to work at 6am tomorrow, then will proceed to do obscene amounts of homework and collapse in my bed. I need a drink. And a backrub. Or just Mike. Yeah, that would be good.