I attend a University in a "city" composed of just over 200,000 people, which means its not exactly large or active. But it is a far cry from the town I was raised in. Yesterday was Friday, and after a round of last minute extra credit and a final I did not go out with friends and party, celebrate the end being near, or enjoy the non-existent night life of the city... I went home to babysit my little sister, Sam. It's an activity I enjoy doing, and its more of hanging out than babysitting.
After eating pizza at the house I asked Sam what she wanted to do that night, and her response was to go to the local town fair. This is the third year its come to our town, and I've only been once before. The fair really wasn't that bad the first time so Sam and I loaded into the car and drove the four minutes to our downtown area.
Lady Gaga came on the radio and Sam sighed, "It's not even that late but they have club music on already." I started to laugh, because while Lady Gaga is upbeat she isn't exactly club music. But then I realized that I didn't know if that was actually club music or not. The only club I had ever been to was two years ago, a few months after my eighteenth birthday. I couldn't remember what music played that night, I only remembered feeling uncomfortable in the room of sixty people or so. It may have been an off night, or the clubs in my city are just honestly nothing like the ones in movies and TV.
At the fair I saw the kids I had gone to elementary school with (I had transferred out for high school). I realized that many of them were engaged, married, and some even had kids. When walking around the parking lot of the Dollar General, where the fair was held, I tried to avoid certain parents and peers. Everyone knows everyone in a town of 300 people, and I believe every single citizen was there. I used Sam to help me slide around several people I really didn't want to talk to, including my first real boyfriend. He got married, served over seas in the army, and got a divorce since I had seen him last. Awkward...
After making three of four circles of the fair, in a total of ten minutes, I realized Sam wasn't really going to ride any rides or playing any games. But she kept requesting we make a stop at the concession stand for cotton candy, so we did. I believe I got tricked into going to the fair simply so she could have cotton candy. I believe I would have denied her if I had known her real intentions. I guess she knew that too.
We finished the night in front of the TV, watching the movie Whip It. What a glorious Friday night, a prime example of how boring my life is as a college student. That's simply how life goes.
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