Blah.
Long time, no write. Maybe that's because absolutely NOTHING has happened in my life lately. Seriously, nothing. I'm starting to be somewhat of a BUM.
Two weeks from today, I'll see Roy for the first time in 2 months. I'm so excited, but sooo nervous. I'm so scared that things won't be the same between us. Our friendship means so much to me that I don't know what I'd do without it. My life revolves around his letters every week. He's 830 miles away, but seems to know just when I need him. I have a bad day, I get home to a letter. I had one of the worst days I'd had in a long time, and he called me for the first time since he left. I don't know how I've gotten along without him. I miss his chaos. I miss his lovingness. I miss his attitude. I miss having that person to tell me I'm being a douche bag. I miss our drunken conversations. I miss our closeness. I miss so much about him, about us, that I honestly haven't felt the same since he left. I was, for the first time in a long time, so content with myself, my life, when we were "together". My cares in the world subsided, which everyone needs sometimes. Not to say that it was all fine and dandy.. we had our moments. Every friendship does. I drank a little too much for my own good sometimes, but always had fun. Met new people. Even got into some bar fights. But, hey, with the good comes the bad, right? Right before he left, Eric and I started talking again. Don't get me wrong, that's a good thing... a GREAT thing... but, it's something that I don't know that I would've done, or been able to do, if Roy was in my life as much as he was. It's like Eric took his place for the time being or something. I'm nervous to see where it all goes when Roy comes back in July. I still talk to Eric about Roy (who he basically hates), but Roy has no idea that I've spoken to Eric. I don't know why I haven't told him. I just haven't... It's like, I can't.
I don't know. To tell you the truth, I really wish I had Alisha to talk to about all these thoughts in my head right now, but she hasn't been speaking to me for the last week, for reasons unbenounced to me. I hope she's cool with me at Tab's bachelorette party tonight... I guess I'll find out...
I should go back to work now. Saturday's here are a new and eventful thing now that I sleep on Fridays. I fell asleep at 6:30pm last night and didn't wake up until 7 o'clock this morning. Niiice. I needed it...
Two weeks from today, I'll see Roy for the first time in 2 months. I'm so excited, but sooo nervous. I'm so scared that things won't be the same between us. Our friendship means so much to me that I don't know what I'd do without it. My life revolves around his letters every week. He's 830 miles away, but seems to know just when I need him. I have a bad day, I get home to a letter. I had one of the worst days I'd had in a long time, and he called me for the first time since he left. I don't know how I've gotten along without him. I miss his chaos. I miss his lovingness. I miss his attitude. I miss having that person to tell me I'm being a douche bag. I miss our drunken conversations. I miss our closeness. I miss so much about him, about us, that I honestly haven't felt the same since he left. I was, for the first time in a long time, so content with myself, my life, when we were "together". My cares in the world subsided, which everyone needs sometimes. Not to say that it was all fine and dandy.. we had our moments. Every friendship does. I drank a little too much for my own good sometimes, but always had fun. Met new people. Even got into some bar fights. But, hey, with the good comes the bad, right? Right before he left, Eric and I started talking again. Don't get me wrong, that's a good thing... a GREAT thing... but, it's something that I don't know that I would've done, or been able to do, if Roy was in my life as much as he was. It's like Eric took his place for the time being or something. I'm nervous to see where it all goes when Roy comes back in July. I still talk to Eric about Roy (who he basically hates), but Roy has no idea that I've spoken to Eric. I don't know why I haven't told him. I just haven't... It's like, I can't.
I don't know. To tell you the truth, I really wish I had Alisha to talk to about all these thoughts in my head right now, but she hasn't been speaking to me for the last week, for reasons unbenounced to me. I hope she's cool with me at Tab's bachelorette party tonight... I guess I'll find out...
I should go back to work now. Saturday's here are a new and eventful thing now that I sleep on Fridays. I fell asleep at 6:30pm last night and didn't wake up until 7 o'clock this morning. Niiice. I needed it...