Empathy No. 160

04/27/03, Diary entry 560

God I'm wiped here. And I probably built this up way too much. Whatever, it was fun anyway.

For sure, Carlie doesn't get to give me shit about this kind of thing anymore because she LOVED IT, more than anyone else I bet. Yes, little miss halfway-to-goth actually enjoyed a school event (in her black dress, OF COURSE). She'll lie about it and say that it was a show for me or Roderick or whatever but COME ON. I could have known that this was coming because she didn't complain while she was getting ready.

The boys were...the boys, but at least respectful. Roderick never complains about anything so that's typical. I think Gary wanted to, but he knew how much this meant to me and didn't say a negative thing. God, what a dream he is.

Here I am writing about everyone else and what they were like instead of what I thought or FELT. Well, it was great, right? Dinner with the couples was nice, the dance was cool (that retro theme they went with was a GREAT choice, props to the committee), and the lock-in was fun too. What else is there to say?

Actually, I probably could ramble on for page after page about every little thing but the truth is that the best part was being out with people I care about, with Gary and Carlie and Roderick and everyone else. This late in high school with everyone so busy getting ready for what's next, cramming for tests and doing sports and filling out college applications and all the other BS we do, we never get to just hang out. That's what this was, a reason to hang out with the people who make life feel rich.

And now that I've learned from my mistakes, next year will be even better.

Time to sleep now.