I want to publicly annouce that today is the one year anniversary OF THE POSSE! 🙂
Have patience and allow me to tell the story.
I was on the journalism staff with Kaylin and Melissa and we’d gotten pretty close. And they were always asking me to go to the Jaycee’s building with them. Being hesitant and shy as I am, I always refused. I wasn’t the best with social situations. But about the third time Kaylin asked, I had this idea..that I should really go, so I told her I’d be there. I ran straight to my best friend at the time, Jeska and told her our weekend plans. She was excited…(I think!) Emo show + emo boys = fun times, right!? Exactly. So..in Biology, I was just messing with Jeff and I asked him if he wanted to come..and he considered it. I thought it was pretty weird because if you know the Jeff and Hilary history, it’s not very pretty. But then when I got it in my head that he was coming and it was going to be TUNZOFUNZO, he changed his mind..said he wouldn’t come unless Roy went. And I begged and pleaded Jeff and Roy to come for the next hour..and finally, they agreed. That was Friday.
All Saturday morning, I searched for my skirt..and never found it. (Thank God!) I ended up wearing my Myspace shirt (in hopes of making friends) and an old pair of Jeska’s jeans with a hole on the bottom of the left leg. I straightened my hair and went to Jeska’s. We were SO excited. We kept staring at the directions hoping that they’d somehow make sense (and they never did.) We were talking to Jeff online and he was like AHHH WHEN IS YOUR MOM GONNA BE READY!!!! And she was SO late. SO SO SO late. (Sound familiar, guys? Mrs Vickie being late? NEVER!) But, we finally left. The three of us piled in the backseat and Jeska was in the front doing the music.
The ride up there..wasn’t as awkward as I’d imagined. It was actually pretty fun. Jeff called random people on my phone..and we all laughed, jammed and somewhere in the midst of all the ruckus, we bonded. When we arrived at the Jaycee’s building, it was pretty rough. There were all of these crazy emo people and lots of smoke. And..it was fun. We went inside and sat on a pool table for a lil bit and the lights were on and it was way weird. When the lights went off and people got crazy, it was more comfortable and enjoyable.. Jeff got really thirsty..and like the only thing they sold was Red Bull..for $2.50 a can. We consumed about 3-4 cans that night. And everything gets blurry after that.
I remember standing the bathroom telling my Mom that I had red bull in my hair. I remember a black guy. I remember some guy in boxers or pajama pants..or something weird. I don’t remember any of the bands..or any of the people. At some point, Jeff & I were standing on chairs and all of a sudden, I got really, really hot..and dizzy and the next thing I knew, I was layin on the chair and everybody was asking if I was okay. Woo-hoo. After that, we decided we needed some cool night air. We ran down dark alleys. We played with pink paint found on the floor. We ran around laughing, screaming and just being so random and happy. When Mrs Vickie came and got us, I was sad…not because I wanted to stay and listen to emo people yelling, but because I was so happy…so geniunely happy.
After the show, we ended up at the Waffle House in West Monroe. That’s when we met Billy Ray & Chandra. And made fun of Billy Ray..and listened to the Elvis at the WH song. When I got home that night, I smelled distinctly of cigarette smoke and bacon. And I loved it. I loved every second of it. Somewhere between jamming to AC/DC and making fun of Billy Ray, a friendship was started. One that has changed me..more than anything else.
Today is the one year anniversary of that night. One year since the formation of the posse. Like I’ve told so many people, I prayed for them..and they were an answer to my prayer. And they were everything that I could’ve asked for and more. Some days, I don’t know how I’d survive without them. It’s been a long year..probably the longest year of my life..but also the shortest. Even as much time as I spent with them, I always feel like there wasn’t enough time. They are everything to me. It’s been really, really, REALLY hard on every one of us and most of us have lost friends because of it. We’ve gotten a lot of crap talked about us..even stupid stuff about how we’re a cult and all of those nice things.. but I wouldn’t trade them for anything in the world. I love them way too much.
So, this goes out to Jeska, Jeff and Roy…my posse, my best friends.
I love you three from the bottom of my heart and nothing that you do will ever change that. I’m a different person that I was one year ago, but you three..still..after all this time..make me the happiest girl in the world. I’m so lucky to have you..and so thankful to God for allowing you to come into my life. It’s been a good year…even with all of the heartache and pain. Remember, good friends are hard to find.. And we..are the posse. And only the strong survive =]
Xanga 