back in tha day

Tuesday, Jan. 29, 2002 00:40

I spent every weekend of my senior year of high school, wasted on brass monkey and bacardi & dr. pepper mixed drinks.

times were so much simpler as a 17-18 year old total fucking drunk.

hip-hop & ska shows, grafitti [I can still here the spray paint cans click-clinking], snow storms and blizzards, beer, hard alcohol, weed, broken hearts, freedom, city nights, summer fights, and so much laughing.

I miss the laughing more then anything. I love to laugh like I did in the 90's. Life was just fucking funny then.

it seems like I need to try harder as I get older to capture that same juvenile silliness.

It's so important to keep the mind of a child. I always wanted to be grown up, but once I was grown up, I decided it was better to be a child again.


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last five:
A Winter Letter - Wednesday, Nov. 28, 2007
almost but not quite - Wednesday, Mar. 22, 2006
rural times, blue skies. it feels so warm over my hair - Wednesday, Jun. 01, 2005
smiles and gone - Monday, Feb. 07, 2005
I caught my love in North Carolina - Monday, Nov. 29, 2004

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