The Senior breakfast was way cool. I totally didn't know what was going on, because I'd never been a part of that before. I was asleep in bed, thinking that I was going to sleep in until my afternoon shift. It's all very fuzzy, but I know someone came into my room and was messing with my head (literally) and then I was being dragged out of bed and walked to the stairs. That's about when I realized I was blindfolded. Mom came and put a robe on me, and Eric tried to push me down the stairs while I was blindfolded. It turns out Leslie was the one who was kidnapping me, and Jimmy was assisting her. Then it was off to the Church for breakfast...
All in all, I enjoyed it. Didn't even care that I looked like a fool. And since I had been crying the week before because I felt forgotten by Life Teen, it was nice to realize that I'm still loved. Of course, that love is starting to come into serious doubt from this past Sunday. I invited Alex by since LT was only watching Finding Nemo, and after the movie we all played dodgeball with mini beachballs. I was everyone's favorite target--payback, I suppose, for picking on them for 4 years. It still felt unfair though, since I'm slow, clumsy, and have terrible aim.
Next LT is the Depression talk. Looking forward to that one. Serious issues are always really interesting. Also, I've a bit bummed that I can't make it to hear Maroon 5, since Senior Nite is that Sunday. I really wanted to go to the concert with Esa and Alex, but I've been waiting for Senior Nite for so long, I can't miss it. Conflicting interests once again--but it's all good, God will take care of it.
My party on the 23rd went reasonably well, I think. It was along the theme of Midsummer Night's Dream, and we all dressed up for it. It was fun to see my friends again, although a little disappointing that some great people couldn't make it. Food was good, I think, and we all laughed. Next time I throw a party it should be in July sometime and it'll be a sleepover. I'm looking forward to it.
As for work, it's getting better and better. Yes, there are still days when I want to impale myself on a sharp object rather than clock in, but once I get to work I'm learning how to have fun there. I don't think my problem is exactly with lifeguarding, but instead is with my aversion to labor. I despise doing work, and this is making my summer job difficult. Go fig.
One last detail: I think that everyone should read "The Miracle of Santa Fico" before the summer is out. It's a fantastic summer read, since it's set in the sun-drenched cliffsides of Italy. The book is charming and picturesque, but still humorous. I really enjoyed it. It took me about 2-3 days to read, and was worth every moment.