A nearly perfect evening

So yesterday, while I was sitting in the family room, trying to muster up the desire to do my homework- my roommates and friends invited me out to dinner. I was in for it- it sounded really fun.
I knew that I needed to take off the little sun dress and put on something a little more sultry- so I threw on some skinny jeans, a pair of sky high heels, and a little grey jacket. I looked in the mirror and was actually really impressed. I don't get dressed up enough!
We got in the car, and decided to scratch the salad bar from Pizza Factor and went to P.F. Chang's instead. I love that place. But as holding with tradition, I allowed others to order, forcing me to try new things. We had Ginger Chicken and Broccoli. It wasn't that bad. We sat for a long time just talking, listening to stories and making small talk. The waiter, Todd, was so full of life. We at the little Shooter Deserts. I love that six bites of Strawberry Cheesecake. It was delicious. We split the bill and then went to the bathroom together. It was so fun to be out with the girls.
We then decided that we looked too good to just go home, so we moved to Target. One of us had some errands to run- and errands are always more fun with other people. We wandered around Target playing in all of the Movies and Candles. I grabbed stuff for school- Leah got her essentials, and Candace just laughed at us. We like it there.
Then Leah decided that once again, we were too dressed up to call it a night and decided to go get us some men. We took a trip for about two hours driving around looking for unsuspecting victims. Ha ha, yes, I called them victims- but if you saw the shoes you would agree.
I then knew in that instant that I can stand alone. It is okay to be alone. I will find someone who will stand next to me, but I will not have to lean on them always- and they won't have to on me. It was such a fun night. I was so tired by the time we got home. I practically crashed the moment I shut my eyes.
The last little bright spot before the day faded, was just a simple text. Sometimes that is all you need- to know that you are missed and thought of. To know that you were something, even if the tables have shifted.