I kind of don't like having friends the entire year. I mean, it's great when I have school and stuff, but during the summer, I really don't have a problem with staying in my room alone for three straight months, only coming out to do Harry Potter related things. I love my friends, but I don't understand the constant need to actually see them.
The problem might be that we don't have a lot in common anymore. Or, ever, really.
But, this post is not going to be me complaining about my friends, but I really could do that if I wanted to...
NO. I am here to talk about something that happened today.
Around early/mid-July, I got invited to my friend Syd's* sleepover birthday party thing. It said to RSVP by August 5. "No problem," I said, "That's weeks from now! I'll remember to RSVP by then!"
Of course, I then put the invitation on the floor of my room, where I store all of my things.
Before I continue with the story, I just have to mention something: My family is listening to the radio(? Maybe?? I don't know, they're listening to music) and Fireflies just came on. I immediately thought of Lumos Flies instead. I am very proud of myself for this. Back to the story.
To recap: invitation on floor. Days, weeks, passed. I went to my first wizard rock concert. I went on vacation. I pretty much forgot about said invitation. Until day.
I suddenly remembered it, and looked for it for a few minutes. I found it about ten minutes before my dad was supposed to pick me up, and I had none of my stuff together nor was I dressed. But I called and RSVP'd, and everything is fine now.
I'm so glad that I didn't wait until tomorrow to look for it, or something.
"It’s not like I’m gonna tell you to your face or anything because I’m too afraid you’d disagree." - Lumos Flies, ALL CAPS
-Jess
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