delilahb

Okay!

Hawaii was a lot of fun. I went to the beach a lot.



I ate a lot.

I shopped a lot.

On the one day I decided to go out with my friend Shelly



I ended up a. getting really drunk and b. running into my bestest friend from when I was five, Adam.

I used to have the biggest crush on Adam and he liked me the same way. It was the most magical moment ever. We haven't seen each other in 7 years (he moved to Indiana when we were 7) and it was like we had never been apart. The whole night was spent hugging and kissing and hugging. (see a. to understand the constant touching). We ended up going out to dinner a few nights later and had the best time ever. Ever! I thought it was very impressive that after years and years of not talking to each other that we could actually sit down for a few hours and have a wonderful conversation and have fun in the process. It's been a while since I've had that much fun on a date.

So we've promised to stay in touch and we both agreed that fate had something to do with it. I mean, how often do you run into the boy that both sets of parents thought you were going to marry in a bar in Waikiki when you hadn't seen each other in seven years and neither of you live there anymore? I don't think that happens very often.

I'm just so excited that I found my very first friend and that he's fucking HOT!

Here's our picture. I'm just upset that my eye's were slightly closed.



But tomorrow I have to go back to work and re-enter the sad world of reality. But shit, am I having fun.