A few important things happened this week, mainly over the weekend. I'll start with that I now have more of a plan as to what I'll do over the summer this year: math camp and CLEP tests in summer school. Sounds super fun, right?
I've also found out that becoming a lab tech requires only an associate's degree... So now I'm not entirely sure about reaching for a bachelor's. We've all kinda agreed that I'll get a job as a lab tech and, if I wanna continue my education, I'll study for my bachelor's while working.
Now, a somewhat pressing issue that's come up is that... apparently, I'm gonna go to prom with Carter.
Mind you, the conversation had been innocent and gently veered that way by accident, and I think he suggested it more as a going-as-friends thing than am actual date. But he'd been saying "a promise is a promise", and I like actually living up to promises too, so I guess we're really doing it. The prob is just that... ya know... we kinda live in different states now. Someone (more likely him) will have to make the drive. Since it's gonna be more likely to happen next year or the year after that, it can be that I'll go over there instead (though my mom pointed out that, besides the fact that I'd be a young woman traveling by myself, unless my sister comes along or something, Coatrack would most likely be in the same dance and it might hurt his feelings. I'm now wondering if it'd be possible to go to one prom with Coatrack and another with Carter...)
This conversation came about from chatting about the dance party I went to and the quinceañera the day after. Yes. Many dancings, much tire, wow.
The quinceañera had some people from our old-old-old ward. As in, the last ward in Utah we'd gone to until we moved. It's only been about 2 years since we last saw these people, but the youngsters changed a lot. My dad was saying that he wouldn't have even recognized some of them on his own, like- for example-
Beka.
I hadn't remembered that the birthday girl- Elenita's big sister, Lalita- and Beka were friends, or at least acquaintances. And I'll be honest, I'm glad I'd seen how Beka had changed from her profile pic on Kik and pics on Facebook beforehand, because it also would've taken me a while to realize it was her.
When we first hugged and chatted, I was pleasantly surprised by how easy it was. Last time we met up it took a bit longer to loosen up and be like we used to be, but it was immediate this time. Though I kinda wish she broke off from her friend circle later so we could talk some more, I'm still glad we're still definitely good friends.
As Beka pointed out and then definitely proved on the dance floor, she's come out of her shell more and is now quite outgoing. She was being absolutely ridiculous while "dancing", and it was fun to watch her and laugh. She's got the white-people-party dancing down.
Even more surprising, a friend from 9th grade showed up. I think I hadn't mentioned her here yet, but I'd always figured I'd call her Miku (because she often wore a Hatsune Miku shirt to school back then). I'd never seen her outside of school, plus it'd been a few years, after all, so this was awesome to find her. We talked a bit, too, and at the end of the party I asked if maybe we could try hanging out sometime, but there was something that, in a way, prevented us talking more...
Nutelly.
I don't remember if I'd previously called her Nutelly or Nutella in old posts, but let's go with Nutelly.
It was a bit un-fun to be physically near an ex-friend who has basically not acknowledged my existence since the end of 7th grade. Not that I'm the only person she ignores the existence of- she does that to most people, I think- but still. And her haircut reminds me of an ice cream cone.
Nutelly and Miku were hanging out almost the entire time, so not only did I not get to talk much to Beka because she was with her group of friends (unsurprising), but I also didn't get to talk much to Miku. And there were a few other friends-ish that I chatted a bit with, but not much.
Ya know, now I'm sort of starting to question why I overall enjoyed the evening if I was generally ignored and feeling weird over how much the young men and women had changed while I was gone. Eh, it was still nice to see old friends. And the quinceañera events were cute. Oh gosh, that cake was delicious.
I feel like there might've been something else I was gonna mention... Eh, I'll just end with DON'T VOTE FOR TRUMP!
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