You can take the road that will get you to the stars, I can take the road that will see me through. - Nick Drake

that quote always reminds me of that dumb conversation I had with Reuben.About how he thinks religion is fine, until people start basing their decisions on it.Which is exactly what I do. End of relationship. I’m not ashamed of my beliefs, I just pity those people who think I should be.
Today Jareth made some crack about believing in God, and then said to Camille, “oh no, maybe I shouldn’t say that around Molly, she might get mad at me” and laughed….
Then Camille answered “even if I DIDN’T believe in God, I’d still think you’re an idiot.”
No one expects it from Camille, I think . . . maybe because they still see her as the 15 year old practicing Wicca. I’ve been wondering… about people who annoy EVERYONE in their lives so much, but make no attempt to change, and then wonder why they have no real friends.
Maybe if they didn’t treat everyone like crap.
It makes me feel sorry for them, while at the same time, frankly, I can’t stand them either.
I’m lucky to have the friends I do. I’ve been thinking a lot lately about how much I love them. Camille, Carlye and Rachel in particular. They’re my three best and brightest friends and I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t trade them in for anything.
As annoying and pointless as Family Management is, I’m going to miss being in a class with all three of them.
Having Allyson, Tiffany and Katelyn in that class was cool too. I can’t believe the semester is really, truly over. Things like this don’t usually concern me, it’s just a new semester…
and it’s not like any of my classes were particularly amazing either… but I have an attachment to them. Plus, I’m pretty sure I’m the ONLY person not on half days next semester.
Camille and Carlye both are, I don’t think Rachel is… I’m pretty sure she has physics, bio and chemistry in that one semester though… ouch. I’m going to miss Biology with Allyson and Katelyn, and I’m especially going to miss Mrs. Van… teacher of the freaking decade.
Then there’s English… everyone in that class was pretty cool, but it’s not like I wont still see Rachel and Cami all the time anyway. I’m going to miss sitting around on my ass during spare, that’s for sure. Who knew listening to Camille and Ben go on about breakfast bagels while sitting in Sharkey’s could become such a necessary part of my day?
Definitely not going to miss Jareth following us around though . . . ugh.I’m pretty sure this is just my fear of change rearing it’s ugly head again . . . or my fear of the future. I don’t want any of this to change! In 5 months Carlye, Camille and Caitlyn are going to disappear to Victoria, Jessy and Mary are off to C.R, and I’m left here with no ambition or purpose. Carlye and Camille promise they are coming back… but it’s still going to suck. Carlye’s already made the decision that the four of us are going to have our kids at the same time. And in 10 years we’ll be 27 and having thanksgiving together at her house. Rachel will be popping postpartum depression pills, Camille will be screaming at 2 little brats that look like Josh Reno, and I’ll be the sunshiny one with my hair in a beehive, 6 kids named Sandy, Mandy, Dandy, Andy and other names ending in -ndy, a husband named Randy, and my name legally changed to Candy (this is CARLYE’S theory) while Carlye is the “normal mom”.. . .that’s what we do during family management… but it’s Mrs. Turner’s fault for making us watch those dreadful child rearing videos on how to get the most out of your 2 year old.
I sometimes wonder if I’ll be a good mom. What will I do if I have a problem? I won’t have my own mother to call for help… although I suppose I could call Colleen (Rachel’s mom) Deb (Carlye’s) or Gail (Camille’s) since they’re all like surrogates to me anyhow. And I DO have a lot of aunts. I’m lucky, really. If I didn’t have all those people, I’m sure the mom thing would have been a lot worse for me. I’ve realized there’s no real point to any of the things I write. . . So maybe I should stop, this is quite a waste of cyberspace.
I’ll consider it,
ciao chickas and papa citos
Mala xoxo

ps. The good news? I still have my bus buds! Since I wasn’t in any classes with them, I have 0% separation anxiety. I still live down the road from Aja and Joel (and her hot tub) and can look forward to the 2 hours spent after school with Aja, Tess-a-belle, Krista, Rhea, Lainya, Nic, and Laythe.

pss. congrats on becoming a daddy Nic... even if you are 16 :P