Hanging With Friends

Last night I spent most of my night just hang around my friend Megan's apartment. After watching the amazing lives of those on Real World our friend Andy finally made it over and gave us some worthy entertainment. A few beers too deep, Andy has the habit of being unusually funny and blunt when he is tipsy. Our conversation varied from girls and guys, to job interviews.

Andy, Megan, and I have been pretty much best friends since 8th grade. Although we have had a our spouts of not speaking, it seems so easy for all of us to get together and still be as close as we ever have been. Its extremely refreshing to have friends that are so genuine and supportive. As I was driving home I realized that times like last night are often my favorite nights, even if they don't have some ridiculously memorable event. Nights like that make living in a lackluster town of Roanoke much more bearable, especially when two of us (Andy and I) are going through major break ups.

At this point in our three lives we all are looking to the future more and more, wondering what jobs or graduate school is going to bring us. Where we will be living or doing or who we will be seeing. Nights like last night sometimes make you remember that the present isn't always that bad.

This is our last picture ever taken of the three of us (megan and I are 18 and is 19)