(fans of the clay world people....heheh)" group. Xanga was my journal, I documented every random weekend adventure in that blog and highlighted it with many various icons. Taking so much care to remember everything that, I would keep a notepad with me so I could shorthand funny sayings and random happenings to make sure to have some record of them for the blog. Reading back over them I badly miss those days before my life took a nonstop turn towards nonstop shit.
Ah to be 16-17 again...riding around all weekend in CC's car till 6am (sometimes falling asleep in the car) and having the entirety of our adventures funded by CC's credit card...which was in turn funded by her parents. There are so many nights we spent kidnapping people, following people, getting lost, breaking Heather out of her house, waking up neighbors and harrasing the few ppl working in walmart that I am amazed I really wrote it all down. Only a few nights were left out, one of which being the random night we all spent at Lloyds apartment. I miss how carefree and crazy we all were, before college became serious, children and marriage were a very real part of life and we were all still kids, running around like unsupervised maniacs, making everyone realize how truely insane we were.My 2 regrets about these times are 1. We had no alcohol...that would have been beyond hilarious. 2. I wish Clair had been in our group more. She always struck me as way random enough to fit in on our adventures, but to my understanding her parents actually checked up on her, which would have prevented her from ever going out with us again after the first 4am adventure (but still I wish we could go back and kidnap her into the craziness). Mine were thankfully foolish to assume I was safe at CC's house by 11pm and that her parents were actually watching over us. BTW thank you mom and dad again for being that trusting right then. Granted I wasn't doing anything "bad" but I was sure acting a damn fool...and probably not in the safest of positions. But it made a couple of years of my life amazing.
It makes me very sad to see how badly things have turned out in some ways, I'm not sure if its because people always will grow apart or because I really did get tired of bullshit.
I miss Amaris, possibly the most genuinley sweet person I have ever met....that wont talk to me anymore. When we did talk the conversation was never under 2 hours via phone and it was always personal and soul searching.
I miss me and Heather having the crazy super close relationship we used to. Heather and Sarah...the ones who invented their own language and according to her grandmother dated for a few years. So of course we ran with that last one...much to the confusion of a lot of men and some women. Even after everything with CC crashed around us, Heather and I managed to patch things up and become great friends again.
My only explanation for me and Heather not being as close now is the same thing that is about to push me and Amanda further apart...she has a family and while I am so insanely happy for both of them...I always feel like I'm butting in. Like they are ready to settle down with a husband, children and a very steady job and I'm still wanting to run the roads, listen to loud music and invade parks at 3am. I miss having companions for that...but again I don't begrudge them a minute of happiness.
Maybe one day I will find a way to relive that part of my life even if for a short while...but for now I can listen to the old playlist, sing along, smile and let my mind drift back to a world were I had no problems, there was always a friend awake and life had every possibility I could think of.
In memorandum
All I can say
I shouldn't say
Can we take a ride?
Get out of this place
While we still have time
You want to take a ride?
Get out of this place
While we still have time
Yeah - We still have time
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