Feeling nostalgic on a Friday

Remember back when you were a teenager, when figuring out what you were going to do on a Friday night was as easy as deciding whether or not you'd go to the big basketball game? When you didn't have to stress out over pulling together the most chic and sexy outfit possible--you just grabbed your home team's t-shirt, your favorite jeans and a pair of sneaks?

When the only thing you needed to have fun was a group of friends around you and maybe a box of candy from the snack bar? When the energy in the room was so palpable that you couldn't help being swept away by the smell of sweat, the sound of the band blaring live music down into the stands, and the sight of watching cute boys hustle across the court?

When win or lose, it didn't really matter, so long as your section of the crowd was the most enthusiastic? When the grand finale of the night was a trip with the gang to the local pizza joint down the street? And you were back home again, tucked safely into your bed, at a reasonable hour?

Sometimes I really miss those days.