weekend...saturday...
the party was pretty fun, unfortunately, by nighttime i was tired and i didn't really feel like going to a party. fairly typical of me. i stopped at walter's house to give him a mohawk; we we're going as punks to the 'prom.' i was sorta rude boy stylr, with an exceptionally mod cut sustom suit i just got, walter was more thrasher punk with a long dangling earring, and black fingerless gloves under a suit with a tuxedo t shirt. when we met up at applebees, everyone was so psyched to be going to a party!
we were fairly early and for a change, some of the first people on the dancefloor, appropriately enough dancing to... 'i wanna be sedated'. just about every new england friend and acquaintance and associate i have was there. danielle from pennsylvania was there too! she'd been diggin' me a lot last year, and used to obsessively call me; it was nice to see her.
there was a breakdancing contest; ricky 'so' lowe from boston won hands down... i was a judge in the regular dance off, and a guy dressed like 'the boss' totally won it. (being a typical rock nerd, i asked him if he was supposed to be kevin rowland from dexy's midnight runners. the response "huh?")
josh and julie, and chad and stacy, and walter and nicole all left; the hosts, john and jenny fragosa, the second coolest married couple in the world were bummed out i had to leave, and begged me to stay, they'd drive me home. i stayed. i talked with amanda awhile. even though i'd danced alot, i was not in a pary mood, the events of the previous night having gotten me down. we talked, of course, about hollie, her ex-roomate. i've known amanda a long time, and i sincerely cherish the ocassions iv'e had with her just conversing, reflecting on all we've seen as strictly... good friends.
"you know matt, last night i had a great time talking with you...", she said.
"shoot....amanda, honestly....i don't remember a thing ...."
"what?!" .......long pause....... "remember, we were sitting around in holli'e's bedroom?... why is it we have so many great conversations, and for every one you're extremely drunk? how can you make so much sense, and then remember absolutely nothing?!"
i sensed her frustration as a dear friend of mine. she'd been there the other week too, when i got rowdy. she got up to dance with mark and within a few minutes, hollie sat down... i moved next to her, not adressing the previuos evening. we hadn't spoken thus far....
"this just goes to show you don't need alcohol to have a good time and dance," i said, looking at the floor, with my trademark smirk facing the direction hollie wouldn't see it in. (i hate self deprecating humour so much! i like to pretend i'm that way sometimes though.) danielle walked by, and i pointed her out to hollie.
"see that girl with the crazy, messy short hair?"
she moved out here last year because she was in love with me... she's the girl from pennsylvania i'd told you about..."
why didn't i just tell hollie what i'd told amanda a few minutes prior?.... (that i'd felt guilty about possibly giving danielle the wrong impression, and that i came clean, and told her everything... that i'd told danielle i was working on a relationship with hollie and i had serios issues about believing in the concept of love... (i recall danielle felt as relieved as i to hear me say such things.)) maybe i should have?....
i stayed til cleanup time 11 pm, a good time and an early night. too many ideas were in my head... i was staying with danielle at john and jenny's house for the weekend.
we were fairly early and for a change, some of the first people on the dancefloor, appropriately enough dancing to... 'i wanna be sedated'. just about every new england friend and acquaintance and associate i have was there. danielle from pennsylvania was there too! she'd been diggin' me a lot last year, and used to obsessively call me; it was nice to see her.
there was a breakdancing contest; ricky 'so' lowe from boston won hands down... i was a judge in the regular dance off, and a guy dressed like 'the boss' totally won it. (being a typical rock nerd, i asked him if he was supposed to be kevin rowland from dexy's midnight runners. the response "huh?")
josh and julie, and chad and stacy, and walter and nicole all left; the hosts, john and jenny fragosa, the second coolest married couple in the world were bummed out i had to leave, and begged me to stay, they'd drive me home. i stayed. i talked with amanda awhile. even though i'd danced alot, i was not in a pary mood, the events of the previous night having gotten me down. we talked, of course, about hollie, her ex-roomate. i've known amanda a long time, and i sincerely cherish the ocassions iv'e had with her just conversing, reflecting on all we've seen as strictly... good friends.
"you know matt, last night i had a great time talking with you...", she said.
"shoot....amanda, honestly....i don't remember a thing ...."
"what?!" .......long pause....... "remember, we were sitting around in holli'e's bedroom?... why is it we have so many great conversations, and for every one you're extremely drunk? how can you make so much sense, and then remember absolutely nothing?!"
i sensed her frustration as a dear friend of mine. she'd been there the other week too, when i got rowdy. she got up to dance with mark and within a few minutes, hollie sat down... i moved next to her, not adressing the previuos evening. we hadn't spoken thus far....
"this just goes to show you don't need alcohol to have a good time and dance," i said, looking at the floor, with my trademark smirk facing the direction hollie wouldn't see it in. (i hate self deprecating humour so much! i like to pretend i'm that way sometimes though.) danielle walked by, and i pointed her out to hollie.
"see that girl with the crazy, messy short hair?"
she moved out here last year because she was in love with me... she's the girl from pennsylvania i'd told you about..."
why didn't i just tell hollie what i'd told amanda a few minutes prior?.... (that i'd felt guilty about possibly giving danielle the wrong impression, and that i came clean, and told her everything... that i'd told danielle i was working on a relationship with hollie and i had serios issues about believing in the concept of love... (i recall danielle felt as relieved as i to hear me say such things.)) maybe i should have?....
i stayed til cleanup time 11 pm, a good time and an early night. too many ideas were in my head... i was staying with danielle at john and jenny's house for the weekend.