listening to joy division, and remembering mod night at the comon ground. next week will be the last mod night ever. 7 years it's been going, almost 2 and a half of those i've been a regular at. it started to drop off aout a year and a half ago. when it was good, it was good, though. i came to boston, not knowing anyone, and mod night introduced me to many. athena being the most prominent i guess. i was out with her tonight, listening to her ramble on about whatnot. it was kind of nice. i saw a girl i went to high school with. 3 times i yelled her name, and she looked at me. yeah you went to hand high school. but nothing. i guess she didn't want to know. but she is a cokehead from what i heard when i met her sister over the summer. either she was kristen and her sister was katherine or vice versa, i don't remember, but they were sisters.

anyway, knowing that mod night is ending is really sad. it's trully passing of sorts. first start! ended, and now mod night. when the pill and 80's love night go, it's time to move out of boston, i guess. everything's different for me now, than since i started at mod night. back then collins was here, jenny, amy, rob, and everyone else who lived / hung out at 153 brighton ave. in allston. the allston chronicle, the constant turmoil of emotions that was the opposite sex. eating at china garden, despite my better judgement. having emotional meltdowns on a daily basis. forgetting jessie, making new memories, escaping with PBR, and living in that blessed studio apartment, 153 brighton ave, #3. i miss those days, but these are still better. but, i miss those days.

how appropriate. day of the lords, joy division just came on winamp. the first joy division son i ever downloaded, after a recommendation from my sister - an old manray goer from the 90s.

the memories are flying by quicker and quicker it seems.

i'm sure i will elaborate next week after the last one. i'm going to do my best to rally all the people i met there to get out to the last one.

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