I Meant To Write Sooner...

I know I promsied to write abou tthe fishing party, but I jsut never got around to it. Oops. I've been tired and distracted lately. Lots on my mind.

Anyway, the fishing party was a lot of fun. I stayed until about 6 a.m and I had a really good time. A part of me wants to say it was the best fishing party ever, but another part of me thinks that's disloyal. How could it be the best when my father wasn't there?

Still, I did have a good time. Even if I didn't spend much time with Tonya who I went to the party with. I ended up spending a lot of the night talking to the girls who go to Jess'es every weekend. I'm getting to know them all pretty well now.

I actually spent a lot of time talking to Jenny, who I find myself really liking. I'm not sure how much she likes me, but I think she does. I hope she does. But you know me, totally self-guessing, so... Anyway, we have mutual loathing of a couple people, so we bonded over that.

I did take a ton of pictures. Which is good. Some really great shots too, I'll ahve to get those scanned. At least some of them. I'll probably skip the drunk shots of myself.

On a side note, Nick, a guy I went to elementary school with was at the party. I hadn't seen him in years and back then he was a total bully, but it turns out time did wonders for his personality and Nick turned into a really nice guy. Kinda boggles the mind, huh?

Anyway, all in all the fishing party was fun. I missed my father, of course. But there's never a day when I don't miss him, so that much was to be expected.

Now, let's see... What else? I've been having a couple guy issues. Nothing too serious, a few confused feelings. I thought I was handling something better than I really was. Oops. But, I'm dealing and I'll get over it. Sooner or later.

Lot's of weirdness going on right now. Relationships are complicated, especailly when they're over. I'm learning that one first hand.

Went to another party Saterday night. Had a good time. Drank a little too much and made typical Michelle mistakes, but all in all, nothing major.

I can't think of anything else of interest at this particular moment. I think I'm taking a break from the Castleton crowd. The regression is just a little too much for me. I'm turning back into the person I used to be.

The boycott from the Castleton probably won't last five years this time, though. I mean, now that I'm back, I have to admit, I like having them in my life. I'm just not sure they're the best thing for me. They tend to bring out some of the less attractive traits.

That's about it, for now. I'm sure there'll be more. There always is.