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last nite was wonderful. i came home smelling, my clothes fully permeated with the stench of a fire. if anyone really knew how many nites of my youth i came home covered in the smell of a fire pit- one would realize why coming home smelly last nite made me so happy. alright, so it wasnt the full gang, like it use to be when we were younger. ALL the kids running around playing, singing karaoke and making up games...and ALL the adults (things are much more complicated now with divorces and stupid high school drama amongst some of them) however, for all intents and purposes, the fact that there was a fire pit- sober children and not so sober adults was a glorious flash of the many many weekends i had expereinced just like it in my past.
at first i didnt want to go. not because i didnt want to see everyone...im a social butterfly, i LOVE seeing anyone and everyone and catching up. i really just wasnt up for everyone seeing me like i am right now. regardless, i went and as soon as i stepped through the door, though she was fully inebriated, she was falling all over me, and her self, insisting that i was gorgeous and that i looked so great. even though i didnt really take her that serious because of her state, it was still nice to her the compliment. wasted or not, everyone likes to hear nice things right? i also rekindled a wonderful friendship. one i actually wasnt even expecting to see. not that we ever had a fall out. but we grew up, went to college,- we only saw each other when events like that were thrown, so as last nite happened i got to play catch up. the first 10 minutes were slightly akward...our conversation was filled with all the conversation fillers like "what are you doing, how was school, anything new?"...but after a half an hour, we were laughing, hugging all over each other, making jokes, and our favorite past time- hiding from 'him' which for all these years the children have been trying to escape. he is a creepy man and that is enough said. anyways- it was wonderful to hang with her the whole nite and laugh, and as with it seems everyone these days- it was the saddest to hug and say goodbye because the next time i would see her would most likely be in several months.
well as the nite progressed so did the drinks and just like all the other fire pit times, the nite was filled with loud and obnoxious laughs and disgraceful older people dancing. at one point i was standing by my mom and dad and my dad did a slight stumble and it was then i insisted that i was driving home. they both stared at me for a good 15 seconds in silence...and then we all laughed because my dad then said- i guess its pretty bad that we are even debating who would be worse to drive, me(antisober) or you(sober but bad driver). well, i guess you had to be there, but i thought it was funny.
conclusion, i drove my parents home-which in some retarded way i felt was some sort of right of passage...idontknow. but we all had a good time. it was great, and im very happy i got to do that before heading up to d.c- which i think will be monday.
so that was my evening. hanging out with all my adult friends. my friend and i were trying to place how long these things have been going on. and we talked about how weird it is how time flys- how we have been doing this for years..and how we were so much younger then. we even tried tracing how long we have known each other. my mom let us know that we've been friends since we were four. that means, these people were some of the first i met when i moved here. and now i am getting ready to be a junior in college, getting ready to be 20..and fifteen years later im still hugging and loving the exact same friends.
please note: my parents are not alcoholics. they are normal nice good people who like to enjoy them selves from time to time with in the company of good friends.
at first i didnt want to go. not because i didnt want to see everyone...im a social butterfly, i LOVE seeing anyone and everyone and catching up. i really just wasnt up for everyone seeing me like i am right now. regardless, i went and as soon as i stepped through the door, though she was fully inebriated, she was falling all over me, and her self, insisting that i was gorgeous and that i looked so great. even though i didnt really take her that serious because of her state, it was still nice to her the compliment. wasted or not, everyone likes to hear nice things right? i also rekindled a wonderful friendship. one i actually wasnt even expecting to see. not that we ever had a fall out. but we grew up, went to college,- we only saw each other when events like that were thrown, so as last nite happened i got to play catch up. the first 10 minutes were slightly akward...our conversation was filled with all the conversation fillers like "what are you doing, how was school, anything new?"...but after a half an hour, we were laughing, hugging all over each other, making jokes, and our favorite past time- hiding from 'him' which for all these years the children have been trying to escape. he is a creepy man and that is enough said. anyways- it was wonderful to hang with her the whole nite and laugh, and as with it seems everyone these days- it was the saddest to hug and say goodbye because the next time i would see her would most likely be in several months.
well as the nite progressed so did the drinks and just like all the other fire pit times, the nite was filled with loud and obnoxious laughs and disgraceful older people dancing. at one point i was standing by my mom and dad and my dad did a slight stumble and it was then i insisted that i was driving home. they both stared at me for a good 15 seconds in silence...and then we all laughed because my dad then said- i guess its pretty bad that we are even debating who would be worse to drive, me(antisober) or you(sober but bad driver). well, i guess you had to be there, but i thought it was funny.
conclusion, i drove my parents home-which in some retarded way i felt was some sort of right of passage...idontknow. but we all had a good time. it was great, and im very happy i got to do that before heading up to d.c- which i think will be monday.
so that was my evening. hanging out with all my adult friends. my friend and i were trying to place how long these things have been going on. and we talked about how weird it is how time flys- how we have been doing this for years..and how we were so much younger then. we even tried tracing how long we have known each other. my mom let us know that we've been friends since we were four. that means, these people were some of the first i met when i moved here. and now i am getting ready to be a junior in college, getting ready to be 20..and fifteen years later im still hugging and loving the exact same friends.
please note: my parents are not alcoholics. they are normal nice good people who like to enjoy them selves from time to time with in the company of good friends.