Odd night
Of all nights for people to convince me to actually go out to the club. Tonight was a real social fest.
Not even five minutes after I got there tonight, I am standing at the bar, only to turn to my right and see a face I have not seen in over six months. He's a real dear friend of mine whom I went to school with and hung out with all the time back during that time. Next to him is another dear friend that I had met on my sixteenth birthday when he was fifteen and stumbling around his neighborhood drunk. I was having a family birthday dinner cooked by my boyfriend at the time, who was also his best friend. I haven't spoken to or seen either of them since going to see the first one's band play at a really small, out of the way bar in Dallas. Besides seeing them, I saw a bunch of other people there that I don't normally get to see. The hugest shock, besides running into those two, since they never go to the club was also running into people that I used to work with. They looked so out of place since that's not the type of scene that they associate themselves with.
It was a fun night. I hope that I get to see more of my older friends. There used to be a time when our little group was inseparable. After high school, though, a number of us had started to drift further and further away from each other. Lately, it seems that our little group has been slowly coming back together. It's depressing that the last time we were all really close to each other was when a close friend had died and we all went to his funeral. We all had sworn then that we would make the effort to keep in better contact with everyone and try to get together more often during happier times. Needless to say, that hasn't really worked out. At least two of them are back in a band together and doing very well in the Dallas area right now. I want to try and make it out to one of the shows sometime soon, but that's going to be something near impossible to work out because Brandon is going to want to go too. I guess we'll just have to take turns going to shows. He can have the first one, since I've seen them more recently than he has now. If we could just get a baby-sitter like the last time, we could both go.
I miss my "family." I got the pleasant shock of being introduced to someone they know as their sister. It's a nice feeling to know that they still think of me that way.
It's been way too long.
Not even five minutes after I got there tonight, I am standing at the bar, only to turn to my right and see a face I have not seen in over six months. He's a real dear friend of mine whom I went to school with and hung out with all the time back during that time. Next to him is another dear friend that I had met on my sixteenth birthday when he was fifteen and stumbling around his neighborhood drunk. I was having a family birthday dinner cooked by my boyfriend at the time, who was also his best friend. I haven't spoken to or seen either of them since going to see the first one's band play at a really small, out of the way bar in Dallas. Besides seeing them, I saw a bunch of other people there that I don't normally get to see. The hugest shock, besides running into those two, since they never go to the club was also running into people that I used to work with. They looked so out of place since that's not the type of scene that they associate themselves with.
It was a fun night. I hope that I get to see more of my older friends. There used to be a time when our little group was inseparable. After high school, though, a number of us had started to drift further and further away from each other. Lately, it seems that our little group has been slowly coming back together. It's depressing that the last time we were all really close to each other was when a close friend had died and we all went to his funeral. We all had sworn then that we would make the effort to keep in better contact with everyone and try to get together more often during happier times. Needless to say, that hasn't really worked out. At least two of them are back in a band together and doing very well in the Dallas area right now. I want to try and make it out to one of the shows sometime soon, but that's going to be something near impossible to work out because Brandon is going to want to go too. I guess we'll just have to take turns going to shows. He can have the first one, since I've seen them more recently than he has now. If we could just get a baby-sitter like the last time, we could both go.
I miss my "family." I got the pleasant shock of being introduced to someone they know as their sister. It's a nice feeling to know that they still think of me that way.
It's been way too long.