Homecoming!!

 Homecoming; fun, fun, fun~.  Sure...This year my school had not been able to rent or save a good place to have our homecoming, which left many teens pretty upset.  They would have rather had none at all if it was going to be held in our century old cafeteria!  It’s true!  Our school is almost a century old.  I understand their horror.  It's a small, dank one.  Me?  I couldn't care less.  I've only been to two dances, one in 6th grade, and one in 8th.  I wouldn't go to this one either.  I have no boyfriend, not interested in one (I'm completely focusing on my art and college!!!!!) and clearly no one seemed to have the itch to ask me (hahaha).  I don't really care though, I'm tired of drama and I am all too often the cause of my own stress to have room to care for anyone more than friends.  I'm trying to be independent!  

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Anyways...  So instead of going to homecoming, or staying at home doing nothing but internet surfing all~ day, I was invited by my friends to go ice-skating!  FUN.  It was a little trouble to get the approval, but I trust them, and my parents trust me!  I was still a little nervous though, since I've never done something like this before; That is, go out at night to a place somewhat far from home without a supervising adult and yeah.  

As soon as I got the text, I was driven to the friend’s house (no need to leave my car there all night!) where we would all meet.  Just four of us were going, so all that much better.  Extra money, some snacks, a warm jacket and scarf was all that I brought in preparation for our trip.  I’ve been to the rink in Little Rock once before, and I loved it.  So this was a return trip I was excited about.   All four of us tucked snuggly in the antique car, we set of.  Pleasantries and laughter ensued even before the drive began and I knew that this would be a wonderful night.  I didn’t spare any thoughts for my other friends who I knew would be getting ready for the dance, nor did I pity the ones who were spending the day at home or work.  The ride was enjoyable with the occasional traffic involved scare.  We stopped by Purple Cow, a restaurant that I still anticipate being built in Conway.  We waited but a minute in the eternally crowed place and immediately found our order by way of a Halloween Milk shake.  I regret ordering a purple chocolate milkshake.  Should have gotten the vanilla! 

Anyways!  From there we went straight to the rink, jokes along the way of or rejected candy pile from the nasty shakes.  The Ice part of the “Skatium” was cold as predicted and the children that were skating there could skate better then we could.  Only one of us fell and fell only once.  Well, I fell too but I caught myself!  The roller part of our night was easier and we only left when the place closed.  A quick trip to a gas station for more snacks and then we headed home!  I’d detail this more but no time! So bye for now!