So last night was Erins 21st Birthday. craziness, i know. which means that we are very old. and ive decided to title this blog entry real friends, because ive noticed, they are really hard to find. i was talking to erin last night as we were walking downtown and she was crying, yes.. totally, its my party and ill cry if i want to status, only that was just it, there was no party. for the last of her roommates 21st they all got dressed up in their party dresses and rented a limo and went to stowe and did all this fun great stuff and bought her gifts and erin really got her feelings hurt bc her friends didnt do anything for her. legitimatly. one of her roommates, invited her newest "guy fling" to dinner, as we were waiting, she was conveniently tellin ghim how she sleeps naked at night, espeically after ocming home from a night at rasputins, when she takes a shower and gets in to bed naked... yeah.. serious. anyway.. we waited at flatbread for 2 hours to get a table, and this rmmte of hers invites this dude no one knows, and fails to even let him know that this dinner celebration is indeed just that, a celebration, for erins birthday . oh and by the way, shes the one in the red sweatshirt..
so anyway, we do this, and everyone is like, wahtever. not being cool, and then it was funny that no one i.d. erin until we sat down, she had alreayed had about 4 beers by this point, and then when our waitress came over, she got id, and it happened to be none other than ms molly conant.. like hello? she knows her. and then she said it was sad that the new year is 1987 for cut off and that were old, and then didnt id anyone else..
anyway, this is all besides the point. pretty much the story goes, none of her friends went downtown to celebrate w us, not one, just erin and i walked down together, as she cried.. and stupid red square tried to charge us 10 dollars to get in, adn i said, yoru crazy. and we left, and proceeded onto jps where erin and i did our first karoake ever, to Mambo #5. together. and then jenna lafayette showed up, totally random, with a shot of goldschlager and her girlfriend.. finally she came out. which everyone nkew but she had never admitted i guess.... totally random.. and then finally real friends came.
point in case.. we were having the convo about how it is rreally really hard to find real friends that you hold onto.. and i realized that if i had lived her and nafisa had not... i would want to kill mysefl.. bc i do not have any friends except you guys. the only friend i came out of college with was tina.. who i met through real high school freinds, aka nafisa. which is point in case, bc now i am moving.. and odnt have any friends where im going.. and im wondering, how do you meet friends at this age? i mean college you are set up to, and some people walk away with real ones, but how do you meet girl friends in real life? mercedes, any pointers? do you have some? can i share???????
so being the fact that, all erins roomates are college friends and dumb and stupid.. and she shouldnt care about them bc real friends are all that matter, its just hard when they live super far away.. TEARRRRRRSSSSSSSSSSSSS..
my bed is officially out of my room now, and its just a bunch of clutter that i need to pick up and pack for it to be the end of it all... its so wierd to actually be offfically moving out of the hosue, like everything. like no more mama.. im depressed.
it actually hasnt hit me yet, im sure it will be the tomorrow goodbyes and the driving away with the loaded vehicle that will start my major breakdown. devestation proclamation.
but its a good thing. i will just miss my momma bear and my safety net of living at home with real friends. more tears.
and even more tears that devon is allergice to dairy.. bc that is clearly all of our favorite things in life. can you take like, a lactose pill or something for htat so that you can still eat it? that is some bs. so does this mean you can drink alcoholic beverages now bc you ve fianlly discovered the mystery and that tis not acid reflux? i would cry. ill cry some tears for you tomorrow devon.
ps did i mention i was hiking philo with the fam on sunday and saw your mom? totally wierd!
so after all of this feedback, ive decided that twenty one really just is, just another birthday, and there are plenty of red squares out there, and that real friends are hard to come by, but im glad i have three.
love you all.
xoxoxoxoxo
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amen to that. and thank you, sisters, for such a wonderful blog. i read it when i need a good laugh or a good ponder. and if 23 is old. cot damn. what's 28? peace. monet
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