Instead I ended up driving to a dance in Anaheim on Friday, going to Sonic and not getting home til 3 am. What more could you want from an evening than hanging out with people you barely know and getting forever stuck in a photograph with those people looking like this:
On Saturday I went to a birthday party that culminated in the birthday girl and several others (including myself) jumping fully clothed into the pool in 60ish degree weather.
Someone remarked that the pool jumping incident as peer pressure at its stupidest or something like that. Basically, it was implied that we did something stupid and pointless because we were talked or pressured into it.
Let it be known that I don't have to be pressured at all into doing something stupid or pointless. I did it absolutely of my own free will because I wanted to. Sure, jumping into a pool at someone's house you barely know in a pair of shorts that belong to said person you barely know in 60 degree weather knowing you have to drive home with wet hair and underwear is a little stupid. But aren't the stupid and ridiculous things sometimes the most fun?
And they are definitely some of the most memorable.
I honestly can't count the times I have jumped into pools fully clothed in my Mr. Gatti's uniform after work or that one time at Tiny's house or that one time at the lake in Knoxville etc. etc.
And I'm willing to bet more than one person regrets not jumping right in with us poor victims of peer pressure.
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