"US Cellular Believes that Loyalty Matters."

Classy agrees. 

What a weekend. Loyalty was definitely proven by some. Others, not so much. Recall the bitches I referred to earlier. They were up in arms this weekend, as expected. It was quite entertaining. 

All in all, the weekend was a good one. I loved going back to a place I love and being with people that remind me of a time in my life that was easier in many aspects. It was wonderful being with Rico for a couple of days, catching up and laughing a lot. It was nice to have him to bitch to late Saturday when the bitches had pushed me as far as I could go. Even nicer to be told how stunning I looked as Island girl and I were by far, best dressed. Not even a contest between us and the bitches. (How many times can I say bitch in this post? Let me know if you count.) In any case, he was a major reason why the summary of the weekend turned out positively. Loyalty matters. 

Also, the road trip portion of the weekend was a blast. The ride down, Island girl and I were quite ridiculous, singing at the top of our lungs, laughing hysterically, reminiscing good times, and being so anxious to get back home. The ride back... you guessed it... more bitching! And more laughing, let's be real. It was so nice to have quality time together again. We were generally happy with the outcome of the weekend. There were just moments that should be erased... or people that should be erased, unfortunately I don't condone murder. Here's an example: 

Of course as you would guess, tailgating is a quite the festivity at a Homecoming game. Well, after a quick trip to the liquor store, Classy and friends headed to where the crowds were gathered. Unfortunately, Bitch 1 and Bitch 2 were there as well. Not five seconds after I had made my way down, there was already whispering and pointing. Seriously, no exaggeration, whispering and pointing. You know, how girls acted in middle school, yes, be with me here.  Not real. Comments were made behind my back that came back to me via loyal sisters and/or friends and by the end of the day I had come up with my conclusions: I've tried to be nice. For whatever reason, I've cared about why said girls should have such distaste for me and don't lose it here, I've cared that they still care. Why? God only knows. But not anymore. After this weekend, I have to see them in passing. Maybe once a year at a wedding or graduation in the Spring, but other than that, I'm done. I'm done trying to fix something I never broke in the first place. Bitches will be bitches and that's that. If they need to hold onto something so that they have something to talk about at a later date, I'm going to be at peace with that. Once again, let's review. Classy= graduated and living far away from the two of them and their little realm of drama. Hooray for that very fact. 

Now, my one vindictive comment: Bitch 1 was on Homecoming court for some ungodly reason and not only did she not win, she didn't even make it into the top three. It's okay, you can laugh. I did. In any case, although bitches will be bitches, I was once again reminded why I missed that place so much. My favorites will forever keep me coming back for more whenever possible, no matter the drama I have to avoid or take head on in order to get there. At this point in life, my best memories stem from college and being back in a place where these memories come alive again, it was refreshing. 

While my favorite Island girl has been Homecoming Queen before, I feel that this year, I'm going to take the crown. After all, I survived. Thanks to loyal friends... and quite a bit of good alcohol.