June 23, 3005: 4:14 PM
Last night was the most fun I’ve had all summer. After work, I ate at Ziti’s and then called up Brandon. Bored, we called Katie, Katherine, Veronica and Kistie. Unfortunately, only Ve-Ve and my sister were able to come play. We finally left my house at midnight to have a scavenger hunt, but that quickly turned into ice cream at Stevenson Park. After taking some artsy pictures and meeting a random kid who went to military school with my friend Winston, we left to go take a Garden State picture on this abandoned bulldozer by Wal-Mart.
Before we went to take our picture, however, we stopped off at Wal-Mart to get some trash bags. When we entered, I noticed the scooters for the elderly and disabled. There were three of them, so I figured it wouldn’t hurt to take one for a spin. I can’t believe we haven’t thought of it before! It made Wal-Mart and entirely different place. After taking turns playing disabled, getting “talked to” by a crazy black lady and body diving for bargain DVDs, we decided to go take our Garden State picture. We forgot our trash bags, however.
Still, it was fun to get up on the tractor and take pictures. They didn’t turn out as good as I had hoped, but we have the rest of the summer to get it perfect. By the time we finished taking those pictures, it was 2:30. We weren’t even half-way through with the evening. We returned to my house to plot our best (and most childish) prank of the summer. I can’t tell you exactly what we did, for fear of being arrested, but here are close ups of our costumes. Oh, and don’t worry, we didn’t steal anything or break into anyone’s house, despite the masks.
When we had finished, we cooled down for a bit and then headed off to Ihop. Our waitress, Rubber Duckie, was the best waitress I’ve ever had at my favorite late-night location. Brandon and I both got the Big Country Breakfast, which was amazing. Ve-Ve got the Club and onion rings the size of her face. After eating our food, we began to wax intellectual. The bulk, if not all, of our conversation was about the nature of friendship. I was interested in why it was that I could give up on friendships when I know the “right” thing to do is stick around. After much discussion and revelation, we noticed the sun was coming up and our parents wouldn’t be thrilled to see us return after they had woken up. Our conversation ended there, but I continued to think about it for a few minutes before I went to bed.
I think that it is important for me to feel respected in a friendship. (By friendship, I’m really referring to a close friendship.) I believe that friendship should be beneficial to both people. Sure there are times when one person must give more than they take, but in the long run I think it should be balanced. If I feel like I’m just being used by the person or that they are dragging me down emotionally it becomes more difficult for me to want them in my life. For me, the best solution is usually distancing myself until I feel enough time has passed for me to start fresh. Unfortunately, that time appears to be longer than most people. Like Veronica, Brandon and I discussed last night, it is being closed minded, but only for a time. However, I choose when the time has passed. Whether or not the person has changed doesn’t change the fact that I still have strong feelings that would get in the way of starting new. So, while it is easier for me to become friendly with someone it is much more difficult for me to become close friends. I don’t know if that was coherent because I just wrote it in about two minutes, but I hope it is. It’s the best justification I could come up with last night for why I don’t always stick things out.
So I’m finally going back up to Austin this weekend. I can’t wait to see the apartment! Oh yeah, and those kids living in it, too. It should be fun, even though it’s much shorter than I would hope for. Maybe I’ll be able to go back up within the next two weeks. Anyway, I’m tired of writing so I’m gonna go get something to eat. Take care, assclowns.