home is most definitely where the heart is.
i am positive that central pennsylvania is all powerful- it can cure many things. such as cravings for terrible food (diners), homesickness (home), etc. while things are changing, it is still awesome to see people who you feel comfortable with all the time. it's nice to have no inhibitions about anything. it's easier to just be, which is always a comforting feeling. a divide is definitely forming within my group, but for the time being we're trying to resist it, and while we won't be able to next year, we're all trying to hold on to the same thing, which ultimately brings us together in the end. one thing that would have made this weekend better is if jayda had come home. i miss that bitch.
so, run down of events? sure.
friday i came home and ate pizza with my family, then drove to zoe's house to hang out and play with her big fat dog and eat all of the food in her cabinets. we made our way into town and zoe and i split off from the group and went to hang out in todd's basement, which is one of my favorite places to be. left todd's and ended up in the wal mart parking lot (so 717...) and made our way to the quarry, which wasn't opened, so we hung out on the porch. attempted to comingle with some dickinson kids, but that was a fail so we just sat on the red chairs on campus and talked and then made our way to the diner- the perfect ending to a 717 night if you ask me.
saturday i spent the entire day with my family, which was relaxing and nice. we cleaned out the garage, which wasn't terrible even though it sounds like it. then we played our "guess the song" game (i won) and we played some poker, kinda sorta. brennan started singing "poker face" in and english accent, which easily became my new favorite thing in the entire world. i went to target with b, which of course i loved. because i love target. who doesn't? if you don't, you're an asshole. (jim, i think we should get our dishes and other such things for the apartment at target. y/n?). met up with people at sarah's and hung out in her basement. i love basements, i have come to realize. they're so nice when they're not in a frat house. after sarahs, we ended up at the diner again. saw a lot of people there that we had seen there the night before, which is one of my favorite things about Carlisle. ate bad food and talked about things for awhile and i ruined the end of crime and punishment for my senior friends, but then the conversation turned philosophical which is always the cue to break things off. never a good idea with my friends. after we hugged, said bye, kissed each others heads, went our seperate ways, i drove around Carlisle and just blasted music and called jayda. beautiful night in the suburbs.
going to my aunt's house then back to temple tomorrow! i'm excited this time! yay!