The interesting life of a small town girl-- when she's back home

The blahs have struck hard. This week has been go, go, go, on the run constantly. I had awards night for my brother three nights, we spent all day Friday at the state track meet, his graduation was last night, then we've been going and going to graduation parties. I forgot how worn out I felt after my graduation and I didn't even have this much going on. I just feel like right now I've been hit with the blahs.
I've had way too much party food, not enough running, and too much living out of a suitcase. Not to mention too much cold weather, way too many bickers about wedding things, and absolutely no one to hang out with. Plus there was the whole factor of hardly any phone signal, a very scattered routine, and probably more then enough sleep. Oh, then all the worrying but that's the usual.
You'd think I'd appreciate the absolutely nothing I have to do tonight but no. Maybe the blahs are just a moment of relaxation before the storm of a busy semester...


But I did definitely spent last night hanging out at a bar with a bunch of my old classmates. I met up with a few girls at Matt's graduation. We got to talking and they invited me out. It was actually fun, surprisingly, considering most of them never gave me the time of day in high school. The night ended up being an almost class reunion. A lot of my old peers were there. After all, 57 is about the only bar in Tuscola. It was also great to hear how "hot" I was these days. I have a feeling last night's experience will make a great essay. I cannot possibly pass up that opportunity. Some things can spice up the blahs.