Boo.
So, it's always funny when something hits you harder than you expected it too, or out of the complete blue. I was driving down the street today when a silver Volkeswagon pulled out in front of me. And all of a sudden I realized that Lacey really had moved to Germany. It was the strangest feeling. I knew she was leaving, I've known for months, but it happened and I really didn't think about it all that much until today. I of course was sad when she left and we had our goodbye times and I guess i just didn't let myself really think about it until today. I know that Lacey and I hadn't been as close lately as we had been in previous years, but we still talked to eachother and were able to stay in touch and all that good stuff. We were always there for eachother, just an hour or so away. But when I saw that Volkeswagon I realized that I can't call her just whenever anymore. If someone who we knew forever ago stops me in Smoothie King I can't call her. If I hear something about one of our old teachers on the news, I can't call her. We can't just call eachother up and meet halfway to see eachother, because halfway is somewhere in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. It's a really odd feeling. I don't like it.