She's the one you call when you are fighting with your boyfriend, when you get a bad exam grade, when you need to know the lyrics to the song you're singing in the talent show, when you want to talk about band in Mrs. Andrews, when you are crushing on a new celebrity, when you get in trouble by your mom, when you memorized the lyrics to the song, when you got them their birthday present, when you had a good day, when you had a bad day, when you want to know when they'll be over to get their hair and nails done for prom, when you ask them to come to your house for a sleepover, when you want to go to the movies together, when you read the book they recommended, when you got into college, when you have a concert, when you need a crying shoulder, when you need them most.
She's the one that's always there for you, because you've always been there when she needed you the most AND the least.
She's the best friend. THE best friend. And honestly? I wish I had her back, so I can call her to tell her those things, to tell her I love her, miss her, and deeply care about her. I want to call her and tell her that I'll never let her down nor betray her.
I'm here for you, Jenna.
Monday, May 18, 2009
Monday, May 11, 2009
My Summer Thus Far
The heat, the sun, the lake and river, the bathing suits, the snow cones, the sand castles, the less traffic at 3 pm near the high school, the suntan lotion, and the graduations for both schools. All these things signal summer, at least for most.
For me, it's coming home and unpacking, applying to get a job, immediately (on the spot) getting that job, going on a date with Josh that ended badly, working my first day, cleaning the house, angry moments, and sitting around the salon all day. At least so far.
I haven't been updating my blog like I should, reminding myself about every day and every moment. 2 out of the 3 I wrote were about something bad or unfortunate that happened, and 1 was a memory.
Maybe 1 day I'll write about how I took a day off from work and everyone else, and laid on the lake's beach and tanned while wearing my new bathing suit, enjoying the heat and the sun, while eating a snow cone and building a sand castle, then driving home to no traffic at 3 in the afternoon..but until then, I'll be acting like an adult.
Here's to growing up some more this summer.
For me, it's coming home and unpacking, applying to get a job, immediately (on the spot) getting that job, going on a date with Josh that ended badly, working my first day, cleaning the house, angry moments, and sitting around the salon all day. At least so far.
I haven't been updating my blog like I should, reminding myself about every day and every moment. 2 out of the 3 I wrote were about something bad or unfortunate that happened, and 1 was a memory.
Maybe 1 day I'll write about how I took a day off from work and everyone else, and laid on the lake's beach and tanned while wearing my new bathing suit, enjoying the heat and the sun, while eating a snow cone and building a sand castle, then driving home to no traffic at 3 in the afternoon..but until then, I'll be acting like an adult.
Here's to growing up some more this summer.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Goodbye College
Today, I am moving out of my dorm.
All the laughter spent with my roommate and friends, as well as all the tears, all the junk food and movies, games and computers, all the different pajamas and slippers, all the used paper plates and plasticware, all the coffee and sugar, all the memories we have shared in this dorm room. I have had fights, fits, late nights, happiness, sugar highs, and rumbling tummies in this room. I have gotten ready for a dance, woken up to see Josh at the door, sweated my bum off because the heater's on 24/7, done essays until 2 in the morning, done arts and crafts, had sleepovers and tickle fights, and slept in until 1 pm in this dorm.
I admit, I have had sad and frustrating times in this dorm as well, but I also have to admit that I'm going to miss it here. Even after all the guys and girls running down the halls at 2 am, even after dealing with the rhd, even after the grease spot on the floor, even after those girls make out with their boyfriend in the hall, I'm still going to miss it. Something about this place makes me feel at home but at the same time, so far away from home. I have a lot of memories in this place, and I wouldn't trade them for the world.
I made a new friend in this dorm, and that is my roommate. We've had rough times, but without them, I wouldn't be the same. I wouldn't have grown up. She is like my mentor that will be there to guide me through whatever problems come up. I hope I do the same for her, but I think a hug is all I have given her because I don't know the wise things she does. She has lived so much in her life, more than some do at all. She's a very genuine person, and I'm glad to have had her as my roommate. Thanks for all the fun times, Kristen.
So goodbye dorm, goodbye plain white walls, goodbye neon lights, goodbye stinky bathroom, goodbye shower curtains that smell like formaldehyde (as Kristen would say), goodbye grease spot, goodbye now-fixed drawers, goodbye closet that won't close properly, goodbye missing blind, goodbye room 256, goodbye Allen hall. Goodbye NAU.
All the laughter spent with my roommate and friends, as well as all the tears, all the junk food and movies, games and computers, all the different pajamas and slippers, all the used paper plates and plasticware, all the coffee and sugar, all the memories we have shared in this dorm room. I have had fights, fits, late nights, happiness, sugar highs, and rumbling tummies in this room. I have gotten ready for a dance, woken up to see Josh at the door, sweated my bum off because the heater's on 24/7, done essays until 2 in the morning, done arts and crafts, had sleepovers and tickle fights, and slept in until 1 pm in this dorm.
I admit, I have had sad and frustrating times in this dorm as well, but I also have to admit that I'm going to miss it here. Even after all the guys and girls running down the halls at 2 am, even after dealing with the rhd, even after the grease spot on the floor, even after those girls make out with their boyfriend in the hall, I'm still going to miss it. Something about this place makes me feel at home but at the same time, so far away from home. I have a lot of memories in this place, and I wouldn't trade them for the world.
I made a new friend in this dorm, and that is my roommate. We've had rough times, but without them, I wouldn't be the same. I wouldn't have grown up. She is like my mentor that will be there to guide me through whatever problems come up. I hope I do the same for her, but I think a hug is all I have given her because I don't know the wise things she does. She has lived so much in her life, more than some do at all. She's a very genuine person, and I'm glad to have had her as my roommate. Thanks for all the fun times, Kristen.
So goodbye dorm, goodbye plain white walls, goodbye neon lights, goodbye stinky bathroom, goodbye shower curtains that smell like formaldehyde (as Kristen would say), goodbye grease spot, goodbye now-fixed drawers, goodbye closet that won't close properly, goodbye missing blind, goodbye room 256, goodbye Allen hall. Goodbye NAU.
Monday, May 4, 2009
A Broken Heart
I never wanted to break up with you. I still don't want to be broken up with you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. You are my everything, you make my world go 'round. You make me so happy in a way no one else can; you make me feel so giddy, even after almost 2 years. I still get butterflies when I think about you. You are my best friend, I know that whatever I tell you, it'll stay with you. I know that I can tell you anything, and you will never ever judge me.
When I look in your eyes, I see my future with you. When I hold your hand, I feel at home; you are my home. You always know the right things to say, and the right things to do. You know how to show me that you love me, and that you care for me. No boy has ever given me the love you have.
Yesterday and the day before, I have felt so alone. I am missing my best friend, my boyfriend, my soulmate, my lover, you. You mean so much to me, words can't describe the feelings. I want to start over fresh, too.
Hey, I'm the one girl you added..If you're going to be my friend on myspace, we should talk.
I'm Ashley.
When I look in your eyes, I see my future with you. When I hold your hand, I feel at home; you are my home. You always know the right things to say, and the right things to do. You know how to show me that you love me, and that you care for me. No boy has ever given me the love you have.
Yesterday and the day before, I have felt so alone. I am missing my best friend, my boyfriend, my soulmate, my lover, you. You mean so much to me, words can't describe the feelings. I want to start over fresh, too.
Hey, I'm the one girl you added..If you're going to be my friend on myspace, we should talk.
I'm Ashley.
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