Remembering past events makes me feel old.
So Monday i hung with my first ex-boyfriend. Brian, not the current ex, douchbag. Hes changed a bit, but then again he hasn't. Hes still the same ADD, hyperactive guy i knew, but physically hes changed. Hes taller of course, and he's got a friggen mohawk. It was weird walking and talking with him, so much has changed since we last talked 3 years ago. My life nothing really has changed except for my ex and Mike, but thats because my ex took up my entire life unfortunately. However he's studious and going to college for aerospace stuff. It was just strange talking about old times, and how we were as children.
We met up with Harmony quick and she mentioned my gradpart on Thursday, that i had not invited him to. So as to not be a bitch i invited him. Later i told Mike about how i had to invite him even though i really don't want him there since most of my current friends don't really get along with him and the whole fact Mike would feel awkward and poor Punzi might kill him. So i texted him saying that Punzi would be there and Mike thinks it wold be uncomfortable. So i kinda "un-invited" him. I feel slightly bad, but crap, i didn't really want him there in the first place.
all in all it was a good day meeting up with him and chatting about old times. I cant say i really miss the kid, but i do miss being so naive, ignorant and innocent. When politics didn't bother me, and i was ignorant to the world around me. But i have to say, i wouldn't trade my life or anything, I'm too damn happy to trade this for anything.
It's take me a while to get to the place i am now. My family, my friends and myself; they mean the world to me.