Bah.
Falling out is not fun, thus I don’t know why I bring it upon myself. I’m glad I had a pretty good summer up until this point, though.
Just kind of…hanging out at my house all day working outside with my dad helps me keep my mind off things, but then the minute the work stops I’m reminded that I basically have no friends right now. Well…I have friends. But the number has seriously decreased.
It makes me miss Rachel and wonder why we ever stopped hanging out. She was my first real best friend, and then we just drifted apart.
It makes me think twice about the decisions I’ve made and the paths I’ve gone down. If I had just stayed best friends with Rachel, I wouldn’t have all of this hell and wouldn’t be sitting all alone with nothing to do. I would probably be up in the U.P. right now - the trip always happened around the 14th of August, and this year nothing has been said to me, so I assume she found someone else to go with.
We’re so much alike, but so different at the same time.
If I still had Rachel, I would have a group. I would have made friends with the same people at the same time as her. Instead I decided to go with a different group and ended up being left in the dust.
I no longer exist to like…5 people right now.
Maybe I never did.
And then I realize that this whole situation is my own damn fault for being a drama queen. But now what’s said has been said, and there’s no turning back. The Myspace “Top 8” removal has occurred (That doesn’t bother me, though. It’s just Myspace.) and the phone calls have stopped. Even if I do get called to do anything, it never sounds like anyone is really thrilled to invite me.
I think I’ve changed my college choice. University of Michigan is far away.
A fresh start.
Just what I need.
I just need to get through the last year of high school, and I’m out of here.
Let the senioritis begin!
Just kind of…hanging out at my house all day working outside with my dad helps me keep my mind off things, but then the minute the work stops I’m reminded that I basically have no friends right now. Well…I have friends. But the number has seriously decreased.
It makes me miss Rachel and wonder why we ever stopped hanging out. She was my first real best friend, and then we just drifted apart.
It makes me think twice about the decisions I’ve made and the paths I’ve gone down. If I had just stayed best friends with Rachel, I wouldn’t have all of this hell and wouldn’t be sitting all alone with nothing to do. I would probably be up in the U.P. right now - the trip always happened around the 14th of August, and this year nothing has been said to me, so I assume she found someone else to go with.
We’re so much alike, but so different at the same time.
If I still had Rachel, I would have a group. I would have made friends with the same people at the same time as her. Instead I decided to go with a different group and ended up being left in the dust.
I no longer exist to like…5 people right now.
Maybe I never did.
And then I realize that this whole situation is my own damn fault for being a drama queen. But now what’s said has been said, and there’s no turning back. The Myspace “Top 8” removal has occurred (That doesn’t bother me, though. It’s just Myspace.) and the phone calls have stopped. Even if I do get called to do anything, it never sounds like anyone is really thrilled to invite me.
I think I’ve changed my college choice. University of Michigan is far away.
A fresh start.
Just what I need.
I just need to get through the last year of high school, and I’m out of here.
Let the senioritis begin!