Many steps forward, no steps back.

Tonight I kind of went crazy.  After a day on campus doing engineering homework and then Spanish homework I was tired.  I came home and tried to do more homework, but alas, I failed utterly as illustrated by my body strewn across my bed having no movement; I was tired.  My roommate came in and told me about FHE, but I told her I wasn't going to come tonight.  No energy.

I got up a few minutes later because I shouldn't be sleeping at 7 pm.  So I got up and realized how hungry I was!  That may have been part of the reason I had no energy....  So I ate a bagel with some delicious cream cheese.  Mmmmm. :)

Side note* I'm trying dairy again because maybe that is the problem I'm having with my back, maybe it's not.  So I'm going back and forth for now.  2 weeks without dairy, 2 weeks with dairy, 2 weeks without....and then we'll see how much of a difference it makes. 

I'm eating my bagel and two of my other roommates are going off to FHE and ask if I'm joining them.  I reply that I'm not feeling like being around people tonight.  Rachel promptly replies, "Amelia, you haven't felt like being around people for a while now."
"I know," I say with a smile.  She's right, but I'm completely fine with that.  Sometimes I just don't need to be around people; in fact it's better if I'm not.

They leave and a few minutes later I can't take it anymore.  My conscience won't stop bothering me about skipping out on FHE for no good reason.  So I walk up to where a large portion of the ward is gathered for a ward FHE thingy.  Everyone is smooshed into a hallway and small room, eating ice cream and socializing like there was no tomorrow.  I can eat ice cream, because I'm eating dairy now, so I grab a bit of it and go over and talk with some people. 

As the evening progresses, my hyperness slowly increases and by the time I come back to my apartment I greet  my roommate with a high-kick and an interesting wave of my hand.  She just bursts out laughing, which of course eggs  me on.  So for the following 10 minutes I'm just laughing and laughing at everything.  EVERYTHING.  I try to tell a story but it just doesn't work.  I can't stop laughing.  And then I start dancing interpretively about my back, singing in operatic tones.  Emily rather enjoyed it I think.

I had a very good time being completely and utterly silly.  It's been a while since I have allowed myself to immerse myself in such actions.  I loved it!