The Party Girl

We all know that one girl that has charm, sex appeal, and social impact. She is easily in good favor with new employees and could fetch herself a boyfriend in one night. I know this girl. My friends, even though I do go clubbing all I need is the beat of the music and the heat of the dance floor to keep me happy. I don't drink. When I do, it is only sips that never seem to taste as good as people say. Their bitter and leave the smell in your mouth like coffee (which I never care for).

My dear friend does drink. She drinks vodka, Jack, rum, beer, wine. Anything that you put in front of her. She is not happy unless a boy offers her a drink at the club.

That's not all that's been wrong. She makes these really important decisions and changes them at the drop of a hat. It's always the same skeleton. She dates a guy (preferably in military) and he starts putting all these plans: like they will room together when he comes back. He would have all this money and they would be able to live in a house of her dreams, get married, and have babies. Than, she thinks of running off with him. Not to elope, but to spend a week together before he goes off and then drops her off at a state she never really cared for. She starts feeling trapped and suddenly figures she will join the navy. Wait...but first she must decide if she REALLY wants to do it. When she manages to suck up all the money her parents have on a plane ticket, she suddenly comes to me on big plans. How we will room together and how it would be like a bachelorette pad (what ever happened to military boy?). Then she finds another military boy and another skeleton is created starting with them planning to run off together in two weeks.

People, I do not know what to do with this. It has been bugging me like hell. Should I stick with her or should I talk to her. Please give me something...anything.

Prayers

Lately, I've been feeling more sure than usual.

I don't know how to explain. As a teen, you go through these years and uncertainty and quiet insanity, now that I am in the finish line...I am still uncertain but still certain. Seriously, no one is really certain unless there some kind of genius. Lets admit, we seem to be fresh out of those by the days.

I'm really certain that everything will be okay. Maybe not meeting up to my dreams, but they are better than my nightmares. Is it possible that I have become accepting of what's already been drawn out?

Still, I long for that special someone I have been drowning on about. She really is special to me and there is not a day goes by that I don't want to say "sorry" or "lets start over". Still, the point of moving on is accepting that...she might not ever come back. Sad thought, but I don't feel as pained about it as I used to be. I think I'm really healing.