This blog isn't going to be as much on the lighter side as my other ones have been. I know, F me right?
Anywho, my whole weekend was pretty much dedicated to one of my best friends, Dakota. In the past week, his dad passed away. That's never easy one anyone, but Dakota lives alone, works 60 hours a week on swing shift (which is the shittiest thing out there) and still enjoys life.
I found out his dad passed away and i was instantly bummed out. It kind of made me thing about life and mortality and all that bullshit. I had to cheer him up; he'd called me a few times and just sounded absolutely crushed on the phone. Normally he is extremely up beat and hyper as shit- not lately. So my whole weekend was pretty much to keep his mind off things and make sure he had fun
Friday night me and Nick met him in Fairview to go out and eat and just bullshit. You could see his mood was still kind of down, but he was happy to be with us. Eventually we went to the mall, porn shop, you know, all the necessary places and decided we wanted to do something else. Finally we were like "fuck it"- we went to Washington Ave. to a hookah bar; it was packed so we left (which dakota wasnt happy about) so we drove around and bullshat some more and finally ended up at a pretty chill hookah bar on S. Grand. We stayed there till it closed and went back to dakotas and left. I didn't really want to leave him because if he was alone he only had one option to think about... We said our goodbye's and took off. His mood was exponentially better than it was when we first met. I was feeling pretty good about myself- helping a friend out like that, espescially when he needed me the most. Honestly, I would have done anything for him.
Saturday night, I had to go to the symphony for my music class and Dakota decided he wanted to come along- thats perfectly fine with me. We went to the symphony and had as grand of a time as you can at a symphony (lol). Then we went to the same hookah bar we went to the night before, except this night there was a burlesque show. Yes a fucking burlesque show. It was awesome. Ordered a few drinks, cheered his ass up, went back to his house and left.
The funeral is on Tuesday, and i would cancel anything to go to it.
Love you bro
its so weird seeing him like this, like he is literally always hyper as hell and always wanting to have fun. but on a lighter note how was that hookah bar ive always wanted to go to one and the one night i could go i had to work on my truck... but was it awsome.....tell me it was awsome
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