I went back to my hometown this last weekend for homecoming. It was just like old times. Sort of. Freezing my ass off while walking around the football field parking lot looking for people to talk to was all the same. Damn nachos got cold before I even took a bite. Wasted. Grr. The cool part was that all these people I saw every day in High School ran up to me and gave me hugs. I felt so special. Like a celebrity almost. Let me rewind a bit to before the game. I was so stoked that Tyler came over. He was at my house before I was. Lol. God I missed him. He's like my brother dude. Maggie could even tell, after like five minutes of seeing us together, that we were either married or siblings. It was great. So ya, at the game, I got to hang out with some kids that I missed a lot when I was away. The greatest thing was getting to hang out with Isaac. He is the cutest little kid I've ever seen. I know I shouldn't play favorites, but when I was doing teacher's aide in Pre-K, he was my favorite by a longshot. Always busy, talkative, and rambunctious. But very cute. Big brown eyes, a blonde mass of curls on his head. I love that kid. And he's so bright, too. You wouldn't think so, seeing as to how he doesn't seem to listen in class, but he is a very good logical thinker, and can read as good as most 1st graders.
Well enough praising my baby. The dance was fun. Since I was no longer in high school, I didn't give a shit what anyone thought of my dancing. I let it all hang out, and I had a great time. I then realized that everyone else was too. It was great. And they played better music than at the NSU homecoming dance! It was totally worth the two hour drive to come back for that night. I got to see good friends, reunite with ones I'd all but forgotten, and make a couple new acquaintances. Almost makes up for the disaster that happened Friday afternoon. (not going to post on it, as it is a personal matter for a friend of mine). So, ya, it was a good time.
Monday, October 04, 2004
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