bottles in my pocket

This weekend I went to Gustavo's birthday party. As Barney Stinson would say, it was legen - wait for it - dary! hahaha I met my old friends and God, I miss them so much! It's so weird to think that, four months ago, you were all laughing together in the school and now everybody is taking their way to life.

It was his sister's birthday too, she is now a 15 year old girl! In these 15 year old parties there are always some friends who do those beautiful speeches; it brought me some reminiscences of three years ago and I finally tought - "ok, we are getting older, how sad!" haha. This time her friends sang "Hey Soul Sister" to her, it wasn't professional and gorgeous, but I could feel the tenderness of that friendship - so sweet.

The party was great too. Haha there were some crazy drinks with a brilliant ice and brilliant cups, smoky colorful drinks and pina colada - it was really cool haha! (note: Talking like that makes me feel that drunk wanna-be-cool adolescent, I'm not that one ok?). The funniest part was watching my 'happy' friends. Nah was laughing about everything! Gabi asked a barman in marriage (??) and he put those brilliant rings in her finger (again, don't you have that bad image of them, Gabi herself didn't have any alcoholic drink hahahaha she's naturally crazy). Dancing is always therapeutic to me, even tough I should take some saloon dance lessons. Those Whisky-a-GoGo and It's Raining Men old songs are nostalgic too! The bad part of dancing is destroying your feet in high-heels haha.

It was so amazing to be at their sides. And I know times like these aren't frequent, so when I woke up the next day I was already missing them. I wish I could put all of them in small bottles which I would take with me everyday, everywhere...