Yesterday, I stayed home during the day. My heater was fucked up, so I had to occasionally go downstairs and smack it to get it going again. I made myself an omlette, or at least tried. It somewhat turned into just a pile of egg, cheese and onion. It was still good, but a bit cold. I watched some TV, did laundry, and got dressed. I was nervous. What do I wear? I wanted to look good, but not like I tried too hard. I ended up picking an owl sweater with jeans. Casual, but cute.
I headed out and took the journey to meet the girls at school. I got there almost exactly on time, and we headed out soon after. They were all asking how I was, if I had classes that day, my major, and other questions. I felt a little awkward, but I tried to talk and be more involved. We took the train together and got to Buffalo Wild Wings. We had a group of 10, and the wait time was near 2hrs. We were all starving and didn't want to wait. Instead, we went to an Applebee's close by. We got a table instantly and we all talked. Everyone was playing games on their phones, gossiping, joking around, and just having a good time. We ordered food and I didn't know what to expect. Were they going to be neat and clean when eating? I didn't want to be a pig, so I ordered a Mexican chicken salad thing. It was pretty great. But some of the girls got wings and burgers and weren't afraid to be messy and gross. It made me laugh a few times. These are the kinda girls I want to be with. They're fun, don't care what people think, and are all so close with eachother. Eventually we left and took the trains to get home. Each time someone would split from the group, they all kissed eachother on the cheek and said goodbyes. They even included me in this kissing ritual. It made me feel like once again, I belonged there. The head of the group told me to text her when I get home to make sure I made it there alright. I texted her, and we exhanged a few messages. She said she thinks I'll fit right in with them. Last night really made up my mind for me. This is somewhere I don't just want, but need to be.
Friday, January 31, 2014
Wing Night
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