I've had the craziest weekend of my life. Things that have never happened to me before suddenly happened all in one night. And I've got all these thoughts and feelings running through my mind. I'm deliriously happy but annoyingly hesitant. And scared.

For some reason, I feel like I've lost some friends. I haven't been hanging out with a certain group of people lately. Simply because I don't seem to want to anymore. And it appears that my absence isn't that terribly missed anyway. I'm finding it easier and easier to make excuses not to spend time with them and/or fulfill my obligations to them as a member of that group. I feel awkward when I'm with them. And I have a nagging feeling that they have been talking behind my back. I also highly doubt that they're even the slightest bit concerned about me or what's been going on in my life.

Now if you look at the previous paragraph again, you would be forgiven for thinking that it came straight out of a fourteen year-old girl's diary. Perhaps the things that have happened recently have brought out the fourteen year-old in me. But I have to say that I'm disappointed in a number of people.

Typing all this out helps to alleviate the tension a bit. But I'm still peeved.

Peeved, I tell you.