A small summary of a scene from my friend's birthday party.
There's something indescribably amazing about sitting on the front porch steps of your bff's house, wearing short-shorts and casually sipping on your 2nd--or was it 3rd?--can of Mountain Dew, with your bff to your right, and to her right is your former crush from 5th grade--who you still kind of like, but he likes your best friend now. Next to him is your bff's old ex with his best friend. The two of them are goofing off with their cake and ice cream and are messing around with some small, flimsy, rubber basketballs. To your left is some grass--the greenest you'll ever see in your life--and then a small kiddy mini-playground with a slide attached. Perched on top of the slide is one of your other best friends, and next to her is a very good friend of your bff. The two of them are sharing an iPod touch, with only one hot pink earbud in one ear per person. After them, there's a group of three girls--acquaintances from school--who are tickling each other and knocking over their cans of Mountain Dew and Rootbeer and giggling. There's also two girls missing--you know they're inside--but at the moment, their names have slipped your mind. There's a soft night breeze blowing your hair back, and it feels perfect after a hot hour or two in the sun.
Hopefully a better person than I used to be.
I don't write nearly as often as I should, but I'll try to post when I can.
UPDATE: A lot of this writing is now outdated. Proceed at your own risk.. more..