My high school friends are still my closest friends. For them, a lot of them have been friends since elementary school. It’s pretty crazy…they’ve been together as friends for probably 5/6’s of their lives. For me, it’s been about 1/2 my life (meeting most of them in the beginning of high school).
I’m fortunate that I’m still close with them, given my antisocial nature, “boring” life, and in recent years, often blowing them off to either hang out with Z…or play WoW. But mostly the latter.
I definitely would not be the person I am today if not for these friends. We’re all different, all similar…many of them into sports, Basketball, outdoor activities, clubbing….and equally as many into video games, computer stuff, comics and anime. They’re all intelligent, doing well and successful in their respective areas, many of my close friends with engineering backgrounds, CFA and potential MBA titles, masters in life sciences. Many of them raised well, very nice (a whole level of selflessness above me), and polite. I’m fortunate to be a part of a group like this, one where every single person has some exceptional qualities that I admire.
But what I really love about my friends is how much fun I have with them. We don’t hang out too often anymore, some of us have moved away from Toronto…as a group, we have our annual 20+ people get togethers during Christmas. We have summer backyard parties and recently, we have weddings. Lots and lots of wedding. But I see my closer 3-10 friends a bit more frequently and I would say without a doubt that I would never laugh as painfully hard with these people as I do with anyone else or at any other time.
Yesterday:
Got up to go to work (around 7:30am)…left work around 4pm, met up with one of my friends and hung out with him until 8…then drove to Twister for some Karaoke. There were about 10 people there, 8 of them dudes…and all night, from 9:30-3:30, all we did was sing. And drink. And laugh. After Karaoke, the 6 of us still awake went to my friend’s new house, we were gonna drink more…but at 4:00, it was probably a good idea to call it a night. We left their place at 4:30am…went home (got some McDonalds first) and I ended up sleeping around 6:30am. Best night I’ve had in months.
And for some reason, I drank more than I’ve ever had before….drinking at least 4-6 beers myself and feeling fine :O I don’t quite know why, for someone who can barely handle 2 drinks w/o getting a headache or getting sick of the taste of beer….I, and everyone else, was majorly shocked as well as impressed.
It’s funny, we’re all very different but we all seem to have music in common. We all really like pop/slow songs…and that’s all we sang for 6 hours, leaving our trademark boyz ii men, backstreet boys, nsync to the end. For a bunch of dudes, we’re just all really sappy…it’s awesome.
I have a bunch of videos…but I don’t know if I can post them…damn. I want to.
Out of the 10 of us, we have 3 or 4 really exceptional singers…Z included. I wish singing was a strength or talent of mine, given my love for music and that everyone expects me to sing certain songs, I wish I could perform up to their and my own standards…boourns to not being able to sing to save my life. Though I can sing on key I think…and do low stuff……
My voice is still recovering from yesterday…it was pretty deep by the end of last night, strained…and my sleeping schedule is slightly messed up…sleeping at 6:30 am, waking up at 4:00pm…and then napping from 7pm-10pm :S
/off to write more…haven’t written in a while
