The group consisted of me, David Jung, David Thompson (who I haven't seen in almost a year and have missed horribly), CHUK, Tyler, Melissa, Cassie, and Katie. It was so much fun, and it really felt like life before college (and even before Christian). Inside jokes were rehashed and much laughter ensued. I was greeted with cries of "ABLAFLEM" and didn't even flinch when David excitedly screamed, "PRIVATE FIRECROTCH" as he typed "FC" as my bowling name. That nickname is never going to go away, and at this point I don't even mind. He'll always be the Captain Fancypants to my Private FC. At every ridiculous moment I couldn't help but think, "Hey, this is sort of my family". David Jung- the gay best friend whom I feel comfortable enough to inappropriately touch and notify when his butt is sweaty. David Thompson- my personal teddy bear and my big black body guard. I remember so many late nights walking in between the two of them and feeling safe on the sketchy Manassas streets. Chuk Li- someone I've missed more then I've realized, and I'm glad we're okay after a long falling out. Melissa- one of the few people I decided was worth keeping after graduation (you made the cut too, Sarahtonin). Tyler- the guy who once saved me from death by lacrosse ball and informs me whenever I say something remotely dirty sounding. And me- the bubbly girl who climbs all over everyone, has silly dance moves, and also doubles as mom whenever the situation requires.
I've relaxed a lot since last year, though. If the boys want to stack all the music stands in the band room, I'm not going to yell at them (true story). If they want to run around like children and steal each others turns, so be it. They're sort of my hyperactive children. I can't tell you how many times I got up to bowl only to have a David run up and throw a ball before me. Or having them steal the ball from me as I go to throw it, causing me to scream very loudly.
Basically, the night was really nostalgic and just filled me with so much happiness. It brought me back to the weekends of my senior year- Tony's for pizza, bowling, ghettoplex for a movie. Or sectionals during band camp, when I never actually wanted to do real work and would instead go crash the low brass sectional in the orchestra office. I'd sit and tell secrets with David and Tyler. Tyler would try to lie down with his sousaphone on and fall off the table. Or when I'd stand on the top of the stool during dismissal because I couldn't keep a straight face with David Jung and Chuk bellowing in my face. See? So much nostalgia. I feel guilty that I hadn't remembered these people when I've been moping around the house this summer. They're the people that have been around the longest, and the people I never want to forget.
On the ferry to Ellis Island. I like this because they are all sitting on me, and shortly after Sieloff screamed, "CHUK. STOP GYRATING ON EMILY"
Outside of Rockefeller Tower, after I had conquered my fears.
A very typical David sandwich
Annoying everyone else on the bus with our sing a longs.
Bowling last year. Of course.
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ReplyDeleteGod that was really nostalgic. And I'm really glad that things are all the same. It's really comforting to know that some things just don't change.