So I moved out on my own when I was 15. Actually it wasn't really on my own, it was like this communal drunkard house where I got to drink and smoke and babysit these kids. It was really a sweet deal. Crazy times, lots of parties and odd shit.
So now I'm 23 and I feel old. Like insane old. I live in the country with all my pets and boyfriend. I never go out anymore. I kind of abandoned my party friends when I met my boyfriend, cause I didn't want him to know how crazy we were. In hindsight that was completely dumb cause he wouldn't have cared. Some of them weren't good people though, like people who completly lie to you for 3 years and then they are just like, yeah well.
I'm going to visit friends in niagara next month and I think it will be a lot of fun. Lately my idea of fun is movie night at home. The thing is, it's been a long time since I had that kind of fun and I'm paranoid as to how I will react and interact with lots of different people. I'm looking forward to it though, so I guess that is a good sign.
Isn't it funny how you can spin into this dating vortex when you first hook-up with someone. You don't talk to anybody else, except maybe your "couple friends". Couple friends usually suck anyways cause it's always one persons good friend and then the other person is stuck with their g-friend/b-friend, y'now? Really good couple friends are very hard to find, how often are you ever in a group of 4 people where you actually like everyone? me not so much, but maybe I'm just a bitch.
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