10 years ago
i was 16. i tried to have a sweet 16 party.
it was at mambo’s cafe…cuban food…..we had the whole place just for my party. i was dating my high school boyf, edward (i think…or we started dating soon after that…can’t entirely remember.)
my friend brenda gave me a zippo lighter and a little wooden pipe we named woody. 1st pipe ever! the summer before is when i’d say i really started to use/enjoy pot. granted, back then, it was a very rare occasion to smoke.
my best friend (with whom i have since lost touch) was a bit jealous of my friendship with brenda or some bullshit lameness, and got so mad that i was becoming a “druggie” - which i most definitely was not - and made this huge deal at the party. (she’s an only child in desperate need of attention, so not a bug surprise, really.)
i wore a lavender dress. my hair was at least to my shoulders. i was a sophmore in HS. varsity short flags member. damned good student. i could drive and one of the few in my class that could do so.
i had also just returned about 2 weeks earlier from my 3 week stay in Osaka, Japan. jeezus, it’s been 10 years now. wow. i’d love to go back.
i think i was pretty happy then. i think i’m pretty happy now.
