12:49 a.m.
June 29, 2005
So here's a catchphrase that's overused. Social groups.
Back when Vicky and I were together, we were in the same place, sort of. I guess we were on either side of that group, she with the olders and I with the youngers. We did their things. We went to gatherings with them, did what they did. And it was usually all right. There were times when it was awkward, as expected, but I think that's how we both were at the time. I recall when we went to the Halloween dance at school together and both remembered how much we hated school dances. If there was any instance where I was an inadequate boyfriend, that would be it. I don't think it would have changed much in the long run, but I wish I would have. The odd thing was, that relationship was at least partially spawned by my distance from that group. And I think part of the problem was perhaps that I was thrown into a group like that. I was looking back through the archoom. So I guess that wasn't the best sociaives and found a day where I went to the bathroom, and she disappeared, and Caity said she wished I woulda followed her, and I thought, well yeah, if I'd known.
Jenn's social group was one I was fringe on. And I guess I got into it a lot. I guess it was massive enough that I kind of fit in on the fringe, and I got dragged in a bit more. We hung out with her friends a lot. And when I had friends, she tried to make them mine. At the same time, she kept trying to make me go out with other girls, especially her friends. Truth be told, I'm not sure what her social group consists of, and every one of them was different, but I'll go with the core one. Which was unfortunate, actually. These were kids who I'd either been on good terms with for a while, or wanted to be on good terms with. After it all panned out, it was either that the people were individually good or collectively bad. There were a couple who I still like to talk to, and a couple who I would love - if they were severed from said social group. That being said, there are a few who were genuinely decent people whom I can wrestle away. It's nice that she just loved 'everyone' and really didn't get close to most of them. Enough of them I intend to keep up with. Some I'm done with.
This time it's different. There's no social group per se, and that's compounded by post-graduation summer. And this is good in a few ways, but bad in others. Good, because it's us. No one screws it up. Good, because there's no expectations, growing pains, or threats. Bad, because there's been fewer memories. And there are things coming up to do, yeah. I've always found that the most vivid memories are the ones that are sparked with other people.
The goal, I guess, is to keep things fresh. It's a challenge in the summer, but I can make it work.
I find that the best memories come from friends. And in this case, the social group isn't sickening. It's just less frequent.
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