Mar 26, 2007 07:44
Around eight or so Brian called me up seeing if I wanted to meet up with him and Jeremy for dinner. I had already ate, but I couldn't pass up the invitation. Too often I pass up invites and end up usually regretting them. Mainly because I have started to feel less social and I know I need to force myself to be the way I used to be.
We were there til about eleven when I finally had to say, "I need to go home. I'm pooped." I wish I wasn't such a weakling when it comes to staying up late. I was having such a good time.
Everytime I see Jeremy I always get flashbacks from years ago when we grew up together. Those are the days I miss.