Arts and Crafts

Wednesday was long. During my health class, the girl sitting next to me felt weak. My professor had to call EMS and we got out of class a little early. Whoo. I went to my next class, then met up with Elijah. We hung out for a bit, then sorority duties called. I met some of the girls in the cafe for lunch. It was Pixie's 21st birthday today, so we all hung out and congratulated her. I still a little awkward being in a group of sisters. One-on-one I'm ok, but I get lost in the group. I feel like I'm the outsider in a group of best friends. It'll fade eventually I hope. Tides said I would get closer to them in time. Cross your fingers.
My classes continued to be annoying, then I met up with Jen. We were going back to her apartment to do some crafts for Pixie's birthday (as the pledge assignment said). We went to her place and began. She painted a wine bottle, and I started detailing the jumbo margarita glass. We worked for around an hour and a half then ordered egg sandwiches from a place across the street. We kept working, then stopped to eat. We chatted a lot while we ate. I found out brothers have the same name and are kinda similar. We're starting to know each other on more of a personal level now. I like it. She seems like a really good friend to have. We finished eating and continued to paint. Her fiancé soon came home and we all talked a bit. Then my dad called me. He said he wanted me home now. I told him it's going to take at least another hour or so with the baking (I have to bake the paint to make it stay on). He said he wanted me to leave there in 10mins, end of story. I agreed and ended the call. Why must I be treated like such a child? I'm in college trying to make friends and enjoy myself. They can't give me a little room to breath? It's ridiculous. I felt like such a child. Here Jen is with her own apartment living with her fiancé and dogs, while I'm getting called to go home like a freshman in high school. I hate it. I don't want to be controlled by them. I want to be able to hang out with my friends (the few I have) and be out late if I want. I have house keys. I have a MetroCard. I have a cellphone. I'll be fine. Let me grow up a little. Let me go.