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College is. nothing short of amazing. It's like living with twenty billion people all the time. There's always something to do and always someone to do it with. Today I started classes. I got lost for the first class and I was really late, which made me extremeeeely uneasy. I felt like I was a little kid in the first grade again and I became really shy and sat in the back and said nothing. But you know the beauty of college?
Then there was another class!!!
And I got to start COMPLETELY over again, with different people. I went to Spanish where I have a reallyyyy awesome teacher. She's funny and nice and she's pregnant so her belly is big and happy. I liked it a lot. I love being able to do whatever I want to do. It's quite fun. I like WashU a lot more than I thought I would.
I miss best friends, though.
I miss hugs and kisses on cheeks.
I miss long talks and staying up late to have them.
I miss driving around aimlessly and getting ice cream.
I miss sleeping with people I love, and waking up to them in the morning.
I miss driving around with the music cranked up loud.
I really, really miss best friends.
Did I mention that?
Today I laughed and realized just how much. I say a thousand and one times a day "Oh my best friend _______." The tiniest things remind me of other things and remind me just how different life is. I get excited for really, really short conversations, even if they just say "Hey, how are you?" I try to write extensively on facebooks and emails and texts, as if the longer I write the longer I can feel like I'm in some kind of contact with that whole entire world that I've lost. I want contact with that whole entire person and thing and place that I lost. And it is sooo sad that I can't even really feel sad about it. (I really, really am though).
Anddd it's hard to know that, yes, I am missed, but it is not exhaustively stated as much. Sometimes I think everyone needs to be told that their spinning worlds miss best friends, also. Busyness, for some reason, doesn't help me not to miss these things because everytime I am still I feel them (or the lack of them).
Then there was another class!!!
And I got to start COMPLETELY over again, with different people. I went to Spanish where I have a reallyyyy awesome teacher. She's funny and nice and she's pregnant so her belly is big and happy. I liked it a lot. I love being able to do whatever I want to do. It's quite fun. I like WashU a lot more than I thought I would.
I miss best friends, though.
I miss hugs and kisses on cheeks.
I miss long talks and staying up late to have them.
I miss driving around aimlessly and getting ice cream.
I miss sleeping with people I love, and waking up to them in the morning.
I miss driving around with the music cranked up loud.
I really, really miss best friends.
Did I mention that?
Today I laughed and realized just how much. I say a thousand and one times a day "Oh my best friend _______." The tiniest things remind me of other things and remind me just how different life is. I get excited for really, really short conversations, even if they just say "Hey, how are you?" I try to write extensively on facebooks and emails and texts, as if the longer I write the longer I can feel like I'm in some kind of contact with that whole entire world that I've lost. I want contact with that whole entire person and thing and place that I lost. And it is sooo sad that I can't even really feel sad about it. (I really, really am though).
Anddd it's hard to know that, yes, I am missed, but it is not exhaustively stated as much. Sometimes I think everyone needs to be told that their spinning worlds miss best friends, also. Busyness, for some reason, doesn't help me not to miss these things because everytime I am still I feel them (or the lack of them).