Chris wanted to hang out so I suggested we go bowling. I invited Emy and Jessie along and Starky also joined us. Bowling was great. I beat Chris and got the second highest score which made me feel wonderful. Chris was a good sport about it too. We went to ice-cream where I ate vanilla icecream with bananas, hot fudge, and whipped cream. Scraping out the fudge from the bottom of the glass. Licking the melted ice cream and fudge off the spoon. We went to my house where we decided to see a movie that evening at the big movie theater. I ate dinner with my family, then Chris and his borther Jeremy picked me up at 6:20pm. We got Emy and Jessie then drove to the theater.

Driving along the road, listening to cheesy oldies music. Feeling so safe and at ease. Wanting that moment to stay forever.

We saw Anchorman. Hilarious. I laughed so hard my stomach hurt. Chris had seen it before and kept making comments about his favorite parts.

I liked being in the dark watching the movie on the screen. Hearing my friends laughing. Glancing over at Chris' profile now and then watching him laugh goofily. Hearing Emy quietly burp from drinking soda and whisper "'scuse me".

After that, we walked to Barnes and Noble to visit Starky, because he works there. We listened to music samples from CD's on the headphones. Jessie and I sang along together even though our CD's weren't in sync. It was like watching someone singing from far away where their lips form the words before I hear them say them.

We looked at books after that. I tried reading a Neil Gaiman book, but it was just too weird and adult. I tried to explain The Sandman comics to Chris. He seemed interested, but confused. They're hard to explain. I felt weird revealing some of my darker, more abstract side.

I feel like I've confided in Chris a lot during the last month. It's always odd to open up to someone. I feel like he understands how I can be fun and cheery, yet also darker and mopey at times. It's nice to have someone like that. Especially someone I don't see a lot. It's strange how I now consider him one of my closest friends, even though I hardly see him. I think it makes the times I do see him, more fun and meaningful.

Driving home in the dark. I lost my sense of direction for a time. I felt so content with myself and so safe with the people in the car. I felt I could give the drive complete control to take me safely home. Sleepily laughing at the conversation and resting my head on my arm, leaning against the window.

It was such a beautiful evening. I wish I could keep some of it in a box to open at my darkest moments to remind myself of how beautiful the world can be.