I've been stuck in a rut for the past few weeks. I gaze listlessly out the window in English class even though I actually like the poetry unit we're studying. I am a zombie at cheerleading practice. I haven't even brushed my hair for two weeks (it has magically remained untangled). And I've been dragging myself out of bed at 6:50am instead of 6:00am, most likely pulling a sweatshirt over the tank top I wore the night before.
In other words, I haven't been myself lately. I want to blame it all on senioritis and on burning out, but I haven't even had the motivation to write lately.
So, I went to Disneyland last week -- the happiest place on Earth, no? I rode Space Mountain three times, ate a $7 turkey leg, and waited an hour to take a photo with Mickey Mouse. I wore a bikini for the first time in my life. Gala Darling of iCiNG was right when she said, "You’ll really find out whether you like someone when you have to stand next to them in line for an hour with sore feet & twinkling music swirling around your head."
Okay, there's a point to these incoherent ramblings: I stayed up until 4:00am bitching and eating potato chips on the bed with my roommates -- two freshmen girls and one other senior. It was one of those nights -- we sat in our pajama pants on the same bed with smeared eye make-up and talked about love, heartbreak, friends, school, college, and the future until we could barely open our eyes. With crumbs on the white sheets. That is what girl friends are for -- snapping you back into the world with food and girl talk.
I'm totally ready to fall in love with the world again. And yes, that includes dressing up -- but that also includes staying young forever. When you have something good, learn to enjoy it.
P.S. Related to Disney -- how amazing is this?