For some time I’ve been pondering how to write this without it being some cheesy article that most people roll their eyes too. I didn’t want it to be just another cookie cutter blog post you could find on those cheesy websites but I figured my friends deserve it.
Months ago I was sitting in a bar on a stool watching my friends try and refresh their brains how to play beer pong. I just sat and watched as they all laughed and sipped their drinks and I couldn’t help but feel a happiness just being in this tiny room in the Blue Owl having a terrible rum and coke watching my friends laugh and have a good time.
For those who aren’t frequent bar people or shared 100x the article about why they’re so much better because they stay in and watch Netflix everyday instead of go have a drink at a bar on a Wednesday like my friends and I, tend to judge us.
How do you have so much money? Do you do homework? How do you only care about alcohol?
I’ve also heard the “Those aren’t real friends they’re just your drinking friends” “They don’t actually care about you” “All you guys care about is being drunk”
I’ll raise my glass to those friendships that started in a foggy haze of rum and cokes or through sad or happy tears in a bathroom too small for 5 of us to be having life talks. Although some of our friendships did start in a bar and through a drink I can say that these bar friends aren’t just bar friends they’re family.
Those bar friends are the ones who became constant faces I see every single week. No matter the day. They are the friends that believe it or not are pretty up to date with things about my life. They’re the people who have celebrated the job interviews and chased the rejections. They celebrated the passed tests, the happy dates, the good news and helped chase the sadness. When we have bad days you can count on our whole little family to walk to the bars and stuff our faces in bar popcorn and bring our spirits back up.
They’ve held my hair and wiped my tears more than just your average friend. They’ve convinced me to drag myself out of bed and get to the bar and have some of the best laughs and happy nights of my life so far.
Believe it or not, they are the ones who make the most effort anyone ever has to spend time with me in my 4 years of college.
So yes, it may have started because of a drink that led to too many but those friends also became friends outside of that bar.
I’ve had too many family dinners to count where we all gathered outside of a bar and stuffed our faces with home cooked food until we couldn’t eat anymore. They’re the friends who blow up my phone all day in excitement to see each other. They’re the first ones in line to celebrate birthdays with dinners. They’re the friends that are willing to be vulnerable in the middle of the bar and talk about tough conversations we needed to have. They’re the friends who can seek advice about real world problems like relationships, family, finances and our future and then turn right around grab a shot and promise to enjoy the rest of our day.
Believe it or not…..these fake friends/drunk friends/etc also send out invites to play volleyball (I never actually play but everyone else does!), to go watch a movie, go tailgate (yeah we drink there too but whatever), go watch the cyclones or even plan vacations or trips to concerts.
Some of my toughest days have been brightened because of these people. When we’ve lost pets, grandparents, friends, relationships…it’s these people who send the texts to check in and our just waiting to jump in and take you out and clear your head or offer a shoulder to lean on.
We may drink too much but I’ve never felt more love than the love I feel when we all gather together in a dirty bar to sing our hearts out, dance and drink the night’s away and laugh until we can’t breathe.
The best talks and advice I’ve had about what I want out of life, relationships, jobs, etc. has been with this family
There’s no doubt we’ll all go our separate ways because that’s life, but I know I’ll cheer these crazy humans on for the rest of my life as long as I can because it was them who I sat with and talked for hours about the jobs we dreamed of getting and the salaries. It’s those friends who wished each other luck before every interview. It’s them who have wanted to hear those stories and share those memories. I stand confident that they’ll do the same for me more than anyone I’ve met in college.
No, I didn’t get to watch as much Netflix as some or enjoy my bed like others. I did however get to enjoy making relationships with people who will forever be imprinted in my brain when a hear a song we used to dance like crazy or sing as loud as we could be. I’ll always remember them when I have a long island someday when I’m 30 (assuming I can still stomach one) sitting at a patio somewhere and remember how wonderful it was to be in our early 20’s and be carefree.
Not a lot people can shut their crazy schedules and busy lives off for even a couple of hours. Some people forget what it’s like to shut your life off for a bit to try and enjoy yourself and put your problems aside for a while to just relax and enjoy yourself. Well I do and that’s because of these people and our decision to go to the bars probably too much.
This may be cheesy and I’ve woken up from the best nights ever to the worst morning because my toilet and I have also become best friends but I’ll never regret every $1 spent, every hour lost of sleep and every Netflix show I could’ve finished sooner because the best 4 years of my life so far have been spent surrounded around this family.