Plunge into the Past
Jan 11, 2009 Friendship, Plunges, Thoughts and Perceptions, Wicked Wisdoms
I am such a stubborn cunt sometimes. Because of it, I tend to end up the only person affected by my cunti-ness.
Why, you ask? Heh. I think I might just tell you. 
So last night was the 16th Gay Bingo birthday party.
Studio 54 Gay Bingo. All proceeds went to LifeLong AIDS Alliance. I have participated in the volunteer side of things for a couple of events, but never have actually attended one myself. I had a fucking blast. Rach and Lisa were my super hot beesh dates, and we drank double fisted ‘Disco Balls’ and dobbed our drunken hearts out. I never win at bingo. Never ever. I got really close a couple of times, but close is not the same as bingo. Blah. The prize packages were fucking KICK ass. Oh well. All in good fun, and for an amazing cause.
After the event, we decided to go out dancing. It was still early, and you can bet your ass I was taking full advantage of my impromptu mini-girls night. Rach warned me that there were going to be some people from our high school downtown there. I was apprehensive, but it has been so long… that I said “fuck it” and decided to take ‘the plunge’.
Ah, the plunge. It always comes back to taking these infamous plunges.
For those of you who do not know from previous blog conversations… I absolutely despised high school and everything that it stood for. I am not sure really why, (so don’t bother posing that question) … but I just did not really want to have anything to do with pretty much every single person in my class. So I made friends with peeps a few years older than me. Because of this hatred, I disappeared. Fell the fuck off. The handful of people who I actually liked I still talk to… as far as everyone else is concerned… peace the fuck out.
I did not attend my 10 year reunion. I am happy I did not go. My filter is even more non-existant now than ever. I am that bitch that will get beligerant and clown an orange broad from here to the tanning bed. It just isnt worth having that conversation with someone who I give less than a shit about run up to me at a gathering and act like we were best fucking friends. Um, because we weren’t. So dont bother pretending like you give a shit about who I am and what I have been doing for the last almost-11 years. You and I both know you do not care. This fact is why I wont be asking you the same question.
Anycunt, we roll to the bar. Sho’ nuff, I tripped and fell right into a group of girls who I went to HS with. Thankfully, none of these ladies were ones that I had any ill feelings toward. It was actually really nice to catch up with each of them. They all looked amazing, and had really cool and intelligent shit to say. I didnt really know one of the 3 very well back then, but talking with her,
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