Gail (gailmarie) wrote,

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Me and you and you and me. No matter how they tossed the dice, it had to be.

I'm happy.

Like, truly happy. I remember this feeling and I know that I haven't felt it in a really long time.

First, made a few new icons, which I may upload later. Not now though.

Then I picked up Candace and Ben and we went to the Track Meet. Thank god my father knows where everything is, because I couldn't have gotten to Wheeling High School on my own.

The meet went well. Erica (of course) qualified to run in State for the 2 mile. We had a 4 by 100 relay that was mere milliseconds off from going on, but came in third (needing to be in the top two to qualify). We had fun hanging out with the distance runners of the Track team.

At 7:30, Candace and I dropped Ben off at home, picked up Panera and went to Lindsay's.

Happiness ensued after everyone started to come back. Lindsay, Molly, Mary, Bridgette, Jenny and Elliott. Steph, Candace, Aaron, Goldy, Charlie and JC were also there, but by curfew the only ones left were the (well, I guess I can't call them Seniors anymore) alumni and me. I just got home.

I guess I didn't realize just how much I missed everyone until they came back. When Jenny came in and attacked me with a hug, and Mary twirled me around while I was in a spiny desk chair and sat on me to spin all over the room and Elliott called me a whore...repeatedly (for the record, "2+2=Gail's a whore"), and I won a couple games of pool. And Bridgette and I screamed at each other, and someone joked about us making out. God, it was just like last summer again. Hanging out at least 6 nights out of the week, and having fun before they all moved on to the bigger college life. I missed them all so much.

I'm practically crying now. I'm such a girl sometimes. Gah.

Summer is just starting again. I needed this.

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