boys, homework, slipping on the soap and other lead causes of drama...

Went to Wal-Mart today...very strange experience. A girl about 15 years old grabbed me (like, literally physically grabbed me by the arm) and dragged me over to a rack of shirts. She then precedes to demand my opinion of them. I tell her quite politely that "I don't work here, and fashion advice isn't really my forte -" she interrupts me with: "I don't care if you don't work here, or if you're fashion retarded; just tell me what you think about the !@%* shirt!!" I walked away. In hindsight it was probably not the most mature reaction, but I can think of a lot more immature reactions I could have chosen, so honestly I am rather proud of my self restraint. *sigh. Oh well, fodder for writing... :)

Called "C" back today...she continues to crack me up with her boy drama. She is a good reminder to me of how easy it is to fall into the habit of high school drama, and forget to leave it in high school...but it is rather fun to live vicariously through her. I have absolutely no desire whatsoever to incur any kind of drama with guys right now; in fact I go out of my way to avoid it, but I do appreciate learning from her drama. It's like the pain-free way of gathering life experience. :) Anyway, spent another hour talking with her about her boy, and don't really know how else to help her. She knows it's not going to work; she and him are so obviously not right for each other. But (as I know rather painfully from experience) it's so hard to accept that when you get along with a guy so well; when you can have pressure free fun with him, he makes you laugh, you understand each other...it's hard not to want what feels so...well, good.

I am in such an introspective mood tonight...not sure why. Maybe it has to do with this feeling of balancing on the very top of a downhill rush I know is about to sweep me away; the next two weeks aren't going to leave me much time to breathe, much less think. Which can be nice at times...but I do so love to think.