As my life progresses I begin to think about my friends from the past that I don't see anymore. I miss them. I know, I know people have to move on, move up, move away...whatever. Thank God for facebook(fb). It has allowed me to get into contact with some friends that I thought I would never talk to again. Even though it is small talk and not meaningful stuff really at all but I love it anyways.
It gets me thinking about the friends that are not on fb. Where are they what are they doing? Do they have a family? Are they alive? How is the economy treating them? All that kind of stuff. It makes me feel sad to think of all the people that I used to know that I don't see or talk to anymore.
I mean don't get me wrong the friends I have now are awesome and I wouldn't trade them for anything but I miss those guys and as I like to say the more the merrier. It also got me thinking about doing a friend profile of the people that I used to know what they ment to me and what happened to us and our friendships. Now, in doing this it may shine a new light on myself for the people that read this. I wasn't always the nice person I try to be now and even now I have my bad days. But all I can do is try to keep improving myself for the future God willing I will be a better person.
Ok so the first person that is touching my heart and that I want to talk about is my old best friend Andrew Baker. The reason I chose him to start with is because we were the best of friends, you could say he was my first best friend ever, but I lost him as a friend in the worst possible way.
I met Andy in the 5th Grade and one day he and I and some other kid were sticking metal peices of pen into electrical sockets. Who would have guessed that this fucking idiotic behavior would have led to a great friendship. As we were shocking ourselves we just started laughing at each other as the faces we were making were fucking hilarious. One day Andy invited me to his birthday party and while there he dared me to jump off a quarter pipe with his BMX bike and I had to try it. this led to me scraping up my entire thigh from knee to hip. Good times Good times.
From then on we would hang out 7 days a week. The only thing that frustrated me about him was that he always slept til past noon on the weekends and I always woke up early and wanted to hang out when I got up. But we would do things like steal wood for a skate ramp for his brother, hang out all hours of the night in down town Taunton, watch horror movies(I wasn't allowed to watch that stuff at my house), and a bunch of other activities. He introduced me to other stuff too, I introduced him to basketball. Honestly, I hate cleaches but we were thick as theives. All the way through middle school and High school and into our twenties we were tight.
We spent our first legal St. Paddies day together. Now I'm not saying all the times were happy but most were. In highschool, we had our first rift when he broke up with his girlfriend and I tried to be friends with both her and him. Bad Idea. I ended up making out with her and then they got back together. To my defense she started kissing me in an elevator and at the time my horny self couldn't tell her know I had no will power. Not to say, that I wasn't at fault either, I had always liked her.
Well they got back together, and then to get me back he came up with an idea to freak me out and he got her to help him, it was kind of fucked up. But I definitely deserved it. They told me that she had gotten pregnant. I spent 24 hours thinking of ways they could deal with the situation and how I could help them. Then Ha ha she wasn't pregnant. funny fucking stuff. for a 17 year old to deal with. But as I said I wasn't innocent either.
A similar situation happened into our 20ies him and her had been broken up and she had a new boyfriend. She would visit us and have sex with him all the time. As you see she wasn't so innocent either. Well anyways, I invited them to a party one weekend at a friends house. At this point in my life, I was going through kind of a rough patch in my life and drinking wasnt really a good thing.
At this point our relationship, mine and Andies was kind of rocky. I had started hanging out with some other kids but always tried include him in any of my plans. Hence the party I invited him too. I don't want to say he was jealous of me and my new friends but throughout my life when I had been hanging around with other people then people in our group of friends he would make comments like "oh he worships that guy" and stuff like that. And one time in our twenties he said to me "why don't you go hang out with your new friends?" Like i said, jealousy, who knows?
So back to this party, I invited him and her to the party and it was a great time. I got so wasted I hit on every chick at the party. Those of you who know me well know that that is not my MO. But I had liquid courage. Also that the fact that I was still a virgin at this late stage in my life wasn't helping me either. I wanted some and I wanted it badly. But I digress. As my advances were thwarted by every girl finally my moves were successful on you guessed it this girl that was kinda with but not really my friend Andy.
Now she was also notorious for getting drunk and getting really horny. Honestly, I had no preconceived thoughts to use this to my advantage. After getting shot down by every other girl at the party I was sitting in a chair and then she came over to me and sat on my lap. Being drunk, I go instantly aroused and I began drunkenly makeing my advances toward her. Wow! I thought she is going for it. I then stated to her...as i kind of thought about getting away from her that wow she is still kinda with Andy I need to get away from her....suddenly I had to pee. I thought good I can get away from her. i went out side and started peeing. when i was done their she was right behind me.
I said hi and she walked over and started kissing me. I couldn't stop before i knew it we were almost ready to be with each other. clothing was removed we were out side then ....we heard noises coming from around the house she got off of me and i pulled up my pants. trying to button them up. But the jig was up. My friend Andy hadn't seen anything but it was obvious what we had been doing. To his credit he didn't hit me and he had every right to and at that moment if he had I wouldn't have fought back. I knew again I was in the wrong. I actually wanted him to hit me I deserved it.
He didn't though he grabbed her and took off. Karma got me though because later that night my car was stolen and crashed into a tree. I got it back eventually but with some new dents. It was terrible because soon after as was his plan anyways he moved to florida and we didn't talk for like 3 years. Other friends of mine and his were harsh on me for a while which I also deserved and finally we saw each other and we didn't talk about it but we gave each other a hug and all I said was I'm sorry man.
I haven't seen him since and I miss the guy. I hope he is doing well. I think he has like 2 or 3 kids still lives in florida. Like i said i was in a rough spot for a while from like 20 - 24 it was really bad time where I almost had a nervous break down. And luckily alot of the friends that were tough on me forgave me including him i think.
Like I said I miss him and wish him all the best. I hope he joins facebook soon I can't wait to talk to him.
I hope nobody thinks less of me by reading this but honesty is always the best policy and is most interesting. i hope you enjoyed this insight into my life and don't think less or more of me please.
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