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Monday, August 4, 2008

Diggin' Up The Past chapt. 4 (Clubbin', Clubbin')

Remember how I mentioned I was only a hippie when I felt like it? The rest of the time I was like this...a clubbin' fool through and through. Every weekend, my girl(s) and I would get gussied up and hit the local bars. At this time in my life, I was living within walking/stumbling distance of Mount Clemens' finest bars so I thought I was good to go.

I only stumbled upon this picture a week ago. My first comment was "Man, look at how skinny I was!" It's obvious to me that I was not the healthiest I could have been and I know a lot of that was from that wonderful guy who stole my self-esteem.

Nevertheless, this girl loved to party. Shame. There are so many stories that swirl through my mind from this part of my life, and there are so few I would actually share. For now, I'll let you know that I loved to people watch in bars. The first thing I would do upon entering a bar (beside hitting the bathroom to check on my hair and face) was buy a shot, buy a drink, find a seat, light up a cigarette, and commence people watching. I would mostly watch the girls and I'll admit I was pretty mean and completely unfair.

All I know is this was how I had fun. It all goes back to that old saying, "Hurt people, hurt people." I wanted to project my insecurities on every other girl so I could be free of them for at least one night out of the week.

I do have a ton of good memories from this part of my life. I had a lot of fun times. I can't say that I was on my best behavior, but I can't hide my head in shame for it now. In fact, many nights spent with my best friend, I wouldn't change at all. She and I had an understanding and only the best of times when we were together.

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