millennial blog project

A week ago, I was riding through Florida, then Georgia and finally the Carolinas. The temperature stayed consistent all the way up to Charlotte where we spent the night. It was 74-degrees out when we left. Now, a week later, I’m sitting in my bedroom brightened by the flurry of white snow flying around outside. I miss the warmth of Florida, but I love being home and in my own room.

It’s been a great, albeit long, week. That sweet boy I had been writing about constantly before I went off to Florida became my new boyfriend and then a few days later, my prom date. I barely got anything done this week because he was up at my house nearly every night. It was a week of late nights this week, scrounging to get everything done, but it was all worth it. And, I always managed to get everything done.

I got rid of my stupid bangs this week. I mean yeah, I think I look good with them, possibly even older, but they were just a pain in the neck to get ready in the morning. And, on days when they didn’t cooperate, I was miserable. Track starts in a week, and I don’t want them to get in the way. That’s that.

I decided not to even bother with Girls State. I got the sheets with the information about it and was so gung ho and ready to do it, and then yesterday, I just decided I wasn’t interested. It would take a whole week out of my summer; a week that will probably hold the dates of many graduation parties I would miss. The idea of a week spent running a “government” or whatever wasn’t appealing. Plus, I hate girls, and that doesn’t help, right? Sure, it would look great on my resume, but who would I be kidding? I’m not interested in that shit and I never will be.

This week has been full of random conversations with random people. I think that maybe I’m broadening my horizons and possibly even making a few new friends (which is weird, in our small town). I have been talking a lot more to people that in the beginning year I’d claimed I had hated (course, keep in mind that I was miserable for the entire first half of this school year). I’m finding that I love the way life’s going right now.

I cannot wait for prom. I’m going to be a flapper no matter what our prom theme is. I’m going with someone I know I’ll have a good time with, and that is so comforting.