I'll get over you, you'll wonder who I am...
Tonight I looked up ex-boyfriends and old friends on Google. The ones I haven't talked to in months/years. The people I loved who didn't love me, or who did but it couldn't work out, or had to leave.
I miss my old friends from high school. Not the ones I can see, that are here at my college, like Jeremy, James, Melanie, Derek, Laura, Jennifer...or the friends still at home I can drive 45 minutes to visit like Cassie and Eric and Lindsay. I miss Julie and Bud and Steven, who are 3 hours or so away, and Justin, who's in New York City now.
I wonder where Michael is (Hey Derek, I haven't said his name since freshman year of high school until now). Or Jonas. Chris J. finally IMed me the other day out of the blue. Jeff and John D. and I still talk.
I haven't talked to Samantha or Luke or Jay or Jason in a long time.
I really don't know why I got on this train of thought tonight. It's been one of those days when I have been satisfied, and even ecstatic to be alive (it was a beautiful day outside today), but I'm slightly lonely nowadays and I'm realizing that I neglected people I used to love, or that I want to know what they're doing, and be able to talk to them again. Someday I won't be able to do that anymore.
I'm not looking for the harmful people. The crazy, psychotic people. Just those that are of the fond memory variety. That's not so strange, is it?
Oh, by the way, I found out it's going to be virtually impossible to transfer to UGA. And I'd have to pay 100 dollars to apply and would more than likely not get in. And there's no other college I'd want to exchange with, so I'm stuck here I suppose. That's life.
Also, I'm tutoring at least one person (and maybe one other) in Italian, and the person that I know for sure I'm tutoring is paying me 10 dollars an hour. We have our first session tomorrow at 5. This is the kind of thing I love doing.
Oh, and Stacey and I now have new inside jokes! "She's on fire!" "She's drowning in money!"
And I've never been so alone
And I've
I've never been so alive.
I miss my old friends from high school. Not the ones I can see, that are here at my college, like Jeremy, James, Melanie, Derek, Laura, Jennifer...or the friends still at home I can drive 45 minutes to visit like Cassie and Eric and Lindsay. I miss Julie and Bud and Steven, who are 3 hours or so away, and Justin, who's in New York City now.
I wonder where Michael is (Hey Derek, I haven't said his name since freshman year of high school until now). Or Jonas. Chris J. finally IMed me the other day out of the blue. Jeff and John D. and I still talk.
I haven't talked to Samantha or Luke or Jay or Jason in a long time.
I really don't know why I got on this train of thought tonight. It's been one of those days when I have been satisfied, and even ecstatic to be alive (it was a beautiful day outside today), but I'm slightly lonely nowadays and I'm realizing that I neglected people I used to love, or that I want to know what they're doing, and be able to talk to them again. Someday I won't be able to do that anymore.
I'm not looking for the harmful people. The crazy, psychotic people. Just those that are of the fond memory variety. That's not so strange, is it?
Oh, by the way, I found out it's going to be virtually impossible to transfer to UGA. And I'd have to pay 100 dollars to apply and would more than likely not get in. And there's no other college I'd want to exchange with, so I'm stuck here I suppose. That's life.
Also, I'm tutoring at least one person (and maybe one other) in Italian, and the person that I know for sure I'm tutoring is paying me 10 dollars an hour. We have our first session tomorrow at 5. This is the kind of thing I love doing.
Oh, and Stacey and I now have new inside jokes! "She's on fire!" "She's drowning in money!"
And I've never been so alone
And I've
I've never been so alive.