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ok. i'm ready to come home now. did you here me? i said I'M READY TO COME HOME NOW!! home is so far away. i havnt talked to my dad since i got here. i miss danny so badly. i'm sick of rude people and crowded streets. this city is more like NYC than italy. my roomates dad has been staying at our apartment for almost 4 days now and i'm so sick of it
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And in it will be all sorts of goodies for my two friends so far from me.
You know what I was thinking about this morning, as I sat and stared at the computer screen (feeling guilty bc I get paid $12 an hour to sit and type MySpace love letters to my boyfriend who is 2 hours away)?
I am happy with you girls. I love walking around campus (this sounds so stuck up, but it's true) and knowing that we're all sooo cool. We sit on the grass in between classes and people walk by staring at us. Wishing they could be there lying on their backs on the grass, each of us with a head on the other's stomachs playing the Ha-Ha game... picking at the blades of green under a clear blue sky.
Our friends ride by on bikes, with headphones on and music turned up loud so that when we yell their names as they pass, they cannot hear us. So we have to jump up and down, screaming "Heeyyy!!!! Kelly!" Oops. I mean, "Hey!!! Booyyyeee!!!"
The bikes stop and are leaned up against posts and chained. Packs of cigarettes are taken out of pockets and bags ("satchels" if they guys have them). Positions are taken on steps.. at a house, Loose Screws, or in front of the library. Congregation occurs, gossip is discussed, memories faded by the consumption of alcohol on the dancefloor and anger over friends' actions the previous night are all shared. The squinting of eyes because the sun is to bright, or the opposite: cool kids with pretty faces, hair, and clothes are shaded by huge 1970s glamour glasses.
Sparkle Motion. :-)
We sit in the library in groups and type to each other like it's no big deal. We laugh aloud over Friendster testimonials, we get upset and share mean emails.
We go to the beach together, and smile until it hurts (or we get sunburned) because we have so much fun.
I miss feeling confident... knowing I am envied because of my friends. I remember wanting IN in highschool... waiting to take the place of someone who wanted OUT.
Well, I am not sorry to say that as much as I can get sick of the drama and the feelings of inadequacy.. I don't want out.
Haha- because I've decided that I am IN>
I miss you.
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