In-n-out and Orientation

I love in-n-out. It's one of the reasons I want to stay on the West coast for college...that and Jamba Juice. Mostly though, I love it because it feels like its becoming a sort of 'resting place' for my friends and I (doesn't that sound macabre?) Maybe I'm speaking too soon but two nights ago was the second time in which I've gotten a chance to relax and just have a great time with my friends--come to think of it we were dressed rather fancy both times. First outing, we stopped by after winter formal; this time, we took Ceelyn out for a post-bday party shake. Basically I realized that being out with Mark, Brian, Susie, and Justin was one of the best nights of the summer. I honestly can't think of better people to be spending my time with.

Anyway, it was a night full of fun and amazingness: a friend came out to me (he's even more incredibly fabulous now) and even though Mark and Susie were broken up, they were completely civil and didn't even make it awkward for us--which is part of why I love all of the kids in the elevator so much. Our group grows and shrinks, we get hangers-on and passers-by, we bitch, we moan, we get pissed all the time and yet I've never had to wonder about where my friends are going to be when I need them. They seriously hold me together without them...i'd totally just split in three like a banana does when you poke at the center.

Senior Orientation was today. It was actually fun though I'm incredibly skeptical about some of the changes that are going on in my school--I'm pretty sure its going to crash and burn (Because what are 28 people doing in one physics classroom anyway?) The real fun came afterward of course (as it always does) I got to chill in the theatre with Justin and Cody where we got to share our secrets and bare our souls--always fun. Then I was left behind like a bad christian, and had to ask Justin to give me a ride to the movies (yeah, I don't have my license....I fail that way) The goal was to meet up with Ian, Mark, and some other people but through some random miscommunications Mark, Ceelyn, Austen, and I ended up at a different theatre. And of course as luck would have it Ceelyn couldn't get in to the movie because she isn't technically 17 and of course we were happy to be separated from Ian anyway and so of course we went to Ruby's to eat.

And of course, what was an amazing day with the best of the kids in the elevator turned quickly into tears when Mark revealed a big secret (which I'm glad he did, it just made me absurdly sad to know that he was carrying it alone for so fucking long) and I flipped a shit.

I frequently flip shits.

Anyway, that of course turned into a gf power hour with Cee-lyn in which we're confessing all this baggage-esque stuff, and we're just crying about how much we love the kids in the elevator--and then this leads to blogging of course! Well, Mark's thing sort of brought up my own problems and that's where I'm at right now...just sort of grappling with what I'm going to do with myself...I'm not in the best of places but I'm content as of now.

I'm hoping the night goes well.