Whateva, I Do What I Want

February 7, 2012 at 7:34 am | Posted in Friends Then and Now | 1 Comment
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We live in a world of doers, downers, don’t carers, and homebodies.  For some, the glass is half empty, and others half full.  We all have our limits, and they vary widely.  We don’t all find the same activities enjoyable, the same jokes funny.  We are different, and being different doesn’t mean we can’t be friends.

My friends have always meant a lot to me, but I’ve never hung out solely with one clique.  Instead, I have always been attracted to many different kinds of people.  I can blend well with lots of people, but sometimes my friends don’t blend with each other.  I used to care, but I’m starting not to.  Because at the end of the day, they are still my friends, even if they don’t like each other.  So when I plan events, like birthdays, I decide what I want to do and invite everyone knowing full well who definitely won’t come.  I still try to make it convenient for the masses but I’m increasingly stepping away from that frame of mind.  Because if people want to come out, they will do it, and for those who don’t, they won’t, even if you bring the party to them.

There are the coffee friends, the occasional phone call friends, the Sunday brunch if you are lucky friends.  And then there are the grab a beer friends, the hardcore party friends, the happy hour friends, the hungover Sunday breakfast friends.

For me, there is a time and a place for all of these activities.  In general, I’m not much of a homebody.  I’d characterize myself as a doer.  I don’t like sitting still.  I like to be with people more than I like being alone, though I do enjoy some quiet thinking time.  I like conversation, I like people watching, I like to try new things.  I like to do.

And life is too short not to do what you want, within reason.  I have some friends that are much more adventurous and risk-taking than me, but I’m not too far down the safety poll.  So I’m going to live my life, doing what I want to do as much as possible, even if I have to go at it alone.  I never want to regret not living.

Where Everybody Knows Your Name

August 25, 2011 at 7:39 am | Posted in Friends Then and Now | 2 Comments
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This past weekend while celebrating my friend’s “big move” to the city, we decided to go to what we consider the best bar in our area.  The main reason why we love this bar is because of the atmosphere and the crowd that usually fill it.  There’s always good music, sometimes live performances, and young folk who are out to have a good time.  Another reason I personally enjoy this bar is that almost every time I go there, I run into someone I know.  This weekend was no exception.

I’ve talked briefly in the past about how I used to go clubbing as a teen. There was this one club I went to all the time with a group of my friends.  Going to this bar now reminds me of that time.  Every Saturday night I’d go to that club, I’d set up a corner of the bar with my friends, and then I’d start circling the bar looking to chat with other friends who were also at the club.

I’ve never been the type to go clubbing or to bars to meet guys (when I was single, of course) — it was always about hanging out with both the friends I came with and the friends I only saw occasionally, typically when we were both out.  This has proven to be just as important to me now as it was when I was a teen.  I don’t need to go to the hottest new club or bar, or that place where that celebrity hangs out.  I need to go where my friends are.

Because it’s so easy to go through the work week and not doing anything social other than send your coworkers a funny email or go on Facebook (it’s sad, but true that Facebook has become the social activity/addiction of choice, but it has).  It’s so important to let loose and see people who may not know what you do 40+ hours a week and to not have to make small talk where you would then explain what you do when you aren’t at work.  It’s so important to clear your mind.  And for me, it’s so important to remember where I came from and the people who were there with me way back when.

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