First of all, let me start off by saying I may or may not be slightly drunk, from only 1 and a half drinks. What?! This just proves how little I actually drink these days. I can't drink like I did when I was 21, and don't really want to, I already have a headache? Drinks are to many calories anyway.
Furthermore, who are these people that still live in my hometown? Don't get me wrong, there are a select group of about... lets say 5 people who still live here that I adore. Seriously, there is nothing that makes you greatly appreciate your boyfriend and the amazing man that he is like spending an hour and a half in the company of "friends of friends". I actually heard one semi-stranger ask another in all seriousness; "are you an American or a Confederate?" You can't make this shit up. The answer, after a very long pause was "American". Consider the fact that this kid had to think about it for a minute. Wow. It was a smorgasbord of Guy Harvey shirts and bud light. One nice young man actually spit in the vicinity of my chair, oh but don't worry he only spit because he was chewing tobacco. Yes, I come from a town where some people feel it's perfectly normal to chew tobacco. I would never generalize and put everyone into one category, there is some diversity and there are some amazing people here, but they are sometimes hard to find.
I went out to meet up with one of my favorite guy friends (L.B.) who used to be my greek "little brother" until he realized just how much he did not want to be in a fraternity and got out. Thank God. Sometimes I worry about him here, he's so smart and so.. charismatic and I often think maybe this little town will suffocate him. BUT, he owns his own business which is doing very well and it seems like he really will be just fine.
This is so disjointed. I am going to try my hardest not to edit when I come to my sober senses. I should mention that this hometown of mine does have a lot of really great redeeming qualities not limited to the best pizza place ever, my favorite beaches, and a everyone knows everyone kind of feel. I read somewhere that you can never really appreciate where you came from until you move away for awhile. I guess I'm still in-between appreciation and moving away.