last night i went to go see jocelyn's band play. they were opening for their buddies' album release party at webster hall. her band went on at 8:30, then the main act was at 10. i was recovering from my widsom teeth removal (a forthcoming post will recount that experience) so the plan was to go to the show then head home early. a surprising number of my friends had showed up to the show - very surprising since usually whenever i put out the invite i get a whole lot of maybes and a whole lot of reinforcement that it's good that i like to do things solo. so here we were waiting in between jocelyn's show and the main act, when who do i see standing less than 5 feet away?
my prom date.
turns out andrew lives in brooklyn too. and has for the past two years. we both were in complete shock and actually struggled to formulate coherent sentences for the first few minutes of conversation. it was one of those moments that really makes me appreciate my high school experience. for all those people who felt they had an awkward and cringe-worthy four years, i feel my high school was a great exception. yes, we as people were super awkward, but we were awkward together. i ran into a good 3/4 of my high school at a bar over christmas and realized how happy i was that i can look back and feel grateful that i shared the experience with such an eclectic group of people. andrew and i hadn't seen each other in almost 8 years, but we could talk as if we has stayed in touch since the day he was voted prom king (true story - my date was crowned king). only in new york can you be thousands of miles away from home and run into the guy who 8 years ago sang american pie with you and your closest friends around a campfire while drinking natty lite post prom.
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