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( Dec. 7th, 2015 01:41 pm)
Saturday was a long day. My cute little nephew's 3rd birthday party followed by a damn two hour trip to the most anticipated birthday of the year (definitely not my own) of one of my friends. It's always smashing. Literally.

At the nephew's, I spent most of my time eyeing the food and the swing set. Even at these family things, even at my age, I am still basically an awkward kid with nothing to say. If someone had brought their dog, I would have spent more time interacting with the puppy than any people. Well, the pizza was free, and I think I looked pretty. I even played on the monkey bars, it's been years and I have no idea how I was able to hold on for so long when I was small, even a few days later my hands still feel raw.

I'm not sure what to write about the next party. Basically, the second I got there people were throwing chocolate vodka shots at me and I caught up to the crowd despite being a few hours late to the party. The people at this yearly gathering are some of the loveliest I know, there are always a number of costume changes and half the dudes end up in dresses, we listen to uptempo 90's classics, some drunkard drops a bottle but everyone looks out for each other. I wish I saw them more often. I always wonder if it'd feel weird though.
I may be training with one of them soon, he is studying to be a personal trainer and he wants to get any practice he can. I hope I can get into it, my life has been pretty sedentary and that is really bad. I know it'd be good for my mental health too!
I took a few funny photos with my instant camera, chatted and drank the night away. It was a good time. It is always a good time.



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