having fun and having too much fun. i don't know if there is a such thing, but i love to feel free. you know, the kind of free fun when you don't have to pay to do anything. but the laughs you let out are worth more than a million bucks. with people who have your best interest at heart. because they're balanced and want to have free fun with you.
inhaling the clouds of cigarrete smoke and the aroma of heavy beer on the tip of every persons breath = priceless.
[to the right, our infamous highschool poses.]
there's nothing more exciting than ceasing the day, in this case the night, and owning it like you'll never have a chance to own it again. there was not a moment of gloom or a second of lament. free spirits floating around , remembering what our purpose on earth is. i even got a chance to relay the Good News to a guy i have never met before. there is a time for everything.
and on st. patricks night, we enjoyed our girls night out - with no worries, no stress, and no regrets. just. free. fun. i loved every second of it.
