Thank God for my people

Really, I mean, what would I do without them? Tonight I go to choir as usual. We're leaving, and one of my mentors says "oh, now we're going to go watch spider-man three" (by the way, by "we" he meant him, his two fun-loving children and his wife, with whom I get along great.). So I, being the nerd I am (thanks sis) go "LUCKY!!" and he just says "oh, want to come?". Well, lets just say I...heh...begged and pleaded and bargined and finally got the okay from parents to go if I got my homework done in the car on the way to the drive-in/pizza. So we go to pizza, and then go watch the movie from the back of their mini-van. Of course, me, I couldn't stand to sit in a car at a drive-in, so I traded my spot on the bench seat with the kids for a rag on the damp grass in the oh-so-crisp air. I sat next to his wife, and, well, have you ever been around someone who you laugh with often and suddenly something not meant to be funny is hilarious? Hah, yeah, well...lets put it this way...the people in front of us left. It just seemed that everything had a funny aspect, and of course the more we tried not to laugh as we pointed out it's cheesy flaws (totally not dising the movie though) the harder it got to stay quite and NOT choke on popcorn. But this break was something I really needed, and I can't think of anyone I would rather spend a late and absolutly perfect night with. So...be it this late on a school night before a test and any other drama you can throw at me...I'll always have my people. And for that, I am eternally grateful.

And with that, goodnight.