went to see my friends in grenoble this weekend. it was incredible. it was fête de la musique, like every year in france. caught up with dylan, we saw hugo and ate with him, then got frozen yogurt at yoghurt factory in neyrpic, the new mall in grenoble.
dropped hugo back at work then went back to shop with dylan at neyrpic, pull & bear. we ran into kendji girac there, singing badly lol, totally caught us by surprise. i'm usually dressed all in pink with my mew socks but this time i went yellow and black, with black shoes. saw a gameboy advance sp, the console of my childhood, for 100€. it was ugly, but if it had been mine, my actual one, i would've bought it without hesitating a second. they had minish cap too, my favorite zelda. minish cap made me dream, made me start building 2d rpgs in c and sdl when i was 12. basically my whole life and aesthetic, so many memories tied to that game. didn't buy either of them though, thinking of ordering a gba on ebay.
finished shopping at grand place, then went to louis pion just to drool over my dream watch, a longines flagship heritage moonphase.
around 8pm we went to meet jason and lorin in seyssins. right in front of his place we crossed paths with jason. i had salsa playing, got out of the car without even parking it and danced with him in the street, lol. i'd missed him. parked, went up, saw his parents, hung out in the living room with them for a bit. lorin was there too, said hey, we talked about what we'd do after, no idea. thought it'd be boring but it was the opposite. jason wanted to shower and join later, his mom gave us a coke zero. really cool.
went down with lorin and dylan to the basketball court at mas des iles. weird place for me, it's where i always used to hang out with laurie, who literally lives 2 minutes away on foot from there. picked up the ball at dylan's, waited downstairs, his mom came out on the balcony and said hi, we talked a bit.
at the city stadium some kids were finishing up so we took the court to play "sos" with dylan and lorin, not sure if dylan invented that game but it's fun. small thing before that though: dylan dared me to climb this pole, literally smooth, like 5 meters, i got to the top and wiped out on the way down, lol. still a bit sore but it was so funny.
then the kids came back and wanted to play basketball / football with us. my cardio suffered a lot, they were fresh, we were 3 grown-ups against 4 little kids and they destroyed us, honestly we were just bad, i'm terrible at basketball. made a few good plays though, 3-4 baskets.
then football, talking with the kids, some joined our team, some left, others came, we must've seen a dozen kids pass through over the whole thing. i kept joking with them, teasing them that jason was coming. down to 3 kids left when jason finally showed up, dressed like cj from san andreas, found us all sweaty. so funny. right next to us there was a little gathering at the petanque court, went there to drink water because we were wrecked.
mcdo in fontaine after, told each other our lives, laughed a lot. told them the story of samantha filing a complaint against me. we laughed about it together. wanted to eat light, ended up with a croc and a double cheeseburger anyway.
time to drop everyone home. music blasting in the car, heavy bass, windows down.
coming back up near mas des iles toward seyssins, an unoptimized route i always take because it's full of memories, we saw fireworks. got closer and closer by car, then i sped up, parked badly, jumped out without asking anyone and ran, ran onto the rugby field where they were happening, as close as i could get, calling the others to come. i had tears in my eyes. music, huge fireworks, a lot of people. jason joined me, i hugged him and we watched together. dylan and lorin stayed by the car. lasted maybe ten minutes, lights, explosions, filmed a bit but mostly just watched.
then i realized we were right across from laurie's place. a hundred meters away. maybe she'd come down to watch. i think i saw her dad. i was moved by the fireworks, the nostalgia, let a tear go. nobody noticed. but i was thinking about her, hard. all those memories, her driving me back from uni, high school where we used to hang out in the park, kissing like crazy at the bottom of her building.
i was... weird. happy. euphoric. went back to the car. we didn't regret losing 20 minutes there, in front of those lights.
drove jason and lorin back, they live next to the church, hugs, thanked each other for the incredible night. then just me and dylan, soft music, windows open, dropped him off, thanked him too.
then i was alone. the seyssins nostalgia came back while driving to valence to sleep at my parents house. hard moment, chill music on, smiling and sad at the same time, i don't know.
got to my parents house, talked about switzerland with them, told them about my life, they told me about theirs. showered, went to bed. the emptiness hit right there. i'd just had an incredible day. but... nothing left after. i left a part of myself with my friends and felt incomplete. so alone. so sad in that bed.
next morning: shaved, put on the yellow and black outfit from the day before. my mom made chicken and salad, so good, surprisingly light for once coming from her. she'd adopted a tiny white kitten, so cute, pet it a bit. then i sat down at the table and wrote this.