you'll say we've got nothing in common, no common ground to start from and we're falling apart...

well you would be right. sometimes i hate coming home. don't get my wrong i enjoy the time that i spend with my family but its all the unnecessary high school bullshit. get-togethers and such (which usually i don't mind) but i have turned into an antisocial person when it comes to going out when i'm at home. i tend to hang out with a select few people and this break i ended up missing it because i slept through it....damn headache

now that i'm in college and never see half of these people i feel as though i don't have to pretend if i like them or not. i never made that many friends here in botetourt. i have my handful of close friends that i keep in contact with and that i actually enjoy hanging out with. now because everyone knows everyone around here i am always invited to get-togethers that i don't necessarily want to go to and then i have to come up with a reason why i "can't make it" and how "sorry i am that i'm going to miss it".

now tuesday my friend hannah is throwing a going away party for a mutual friend. her family is moving to baltimore i believe and apparently this is a big deal to everyone. i on the other hand, who has moved around my whole life, doesn't really get why there needs to be a going away party. it boggles my mind that people are born and raised in botetourt, va (and i don't mean to sound bitchy but i just really don't get the big deal about moving but its probably because i have done it so many times). i mean i haven't seen this girl since we graduated, why am i invited again? because i know the right people. now most of the people that i like and enjoying hanging out with will not be at said going away party.....this makes me want to go even less than if they were going to be there. i just don't really see the big deal and why there needs to be a party to send someone off who isn't even living in botetourt permanently anyway. she goes to mason so she is already up there for the most part with the exception of breaks and such......

so really, what is the big deal? am i just being a grouchy bitch because i don't want to have to put myself in a situation where i won't have a good time? i feel as though if i haven't talked to you within the past year or since high school why should i end up being nice and going when i would rather be spending my time hanging out with the people that i do like that are home.....but alas that is not meant to be because most of them are going to be out of town...........guess it will be a movie night for me!!!

and now i've found some solid ground, i thought i'd drowned but now i'm found, and on the lips of life i kiss, i find i'm here in this place of bliss

so this is the first night i have hung out with anyone besides my family. i have realized that i turn into a hermit while i'm home. but let me tell you i really enjoyed tonight....

i hung out with one of the greatest people i know. sure he and i have been through some rough patches but that has only strengthened our friendship. he and i have been friends since my freshman year of high school and i never knew that i could care so deeply for one person. 

as i said we have had some rough patches but we have always been there for each other. most people don't really understand our friendship and sometimes  (especially in high school) would even question why he was friends with me and visa versa. now i can't tell you his answer but i can tell you mine: no one saw what i saw in him. most people thought he was an ass (which he will be the first to tell you he is) but there was more to it than that and i just wish that more people would see that. of course he doesn't want most people to see that side of him. but underneath that rough exterior is a sweet guy that just wants to be taken care of, appreciated for who he is, and loved.

now he doesn't let most people get to know him well enough to know that side of him but i see myself as privileged especially when the last time i saw him was over the summer. we get together when we can (which i hate to say isn't very often) but when we do it's like no time at all has passed. we could talk for hours about nothing at all and we are always entertained (or at least i am). i consider him one of my best friends right up there with david and i just wish that more people could see the side of him that i do. 

the time that he has spent away from botetourt has changed him (for the better). in high school i saw a lonely boy that had put up a wall to keep people out and now when i see him he is a man confident in himself. to see that change (not that i was there for a lot of it because of certain events, mainly my own stubborn pride, and college) in him makes me proud to be called his friend. 

yes i will admit to wanting our friendship to be more than that but i know that will never happen. i just want him to be happy and to be able to find someone that makes him happy. i am just glad that he lets me be a part of his life and that he makes time to see me the few days that he comes into town to see his family (and i really mean few like 5 days at the most).

there are many things that i would like to say to you...

so i saw him today....and it was mad awkward. i hadn't seen him since we hung out on saturday (man my sense of time is so FUCKED UP) and i hadn't talked to him since then either. i don't know if it was awkward because he was obviously with people or what but my friend i was with at the time also felt that it was awkward.

but i have to say i didn't feel weird not talking to him for three days......

i'm not sure what this means....but i have a little bit of an idea

i didn't realize i was such a horrible person...

i didn't know i was such a horrible friend. i mean i sit there and in the beginning was supportive and empathetic, no matter how much trouble you got yourself into or what messed up situation you were a part of. i tried not to judge (which is a little hard when you repeatedly get yourself into this situations and then come tell me about them when its the same story just slight variations) but it got old. so whenever you decided to talk to me i was short and to the point. i'd gotten fed up with listening to the same old story over and over again. "oh poor me, look what i did again." i'd give advice and it would go unused so i stopped trying. i'd listen say i'm sorry and go about my business like you hadn't interrupted me.

now i admit burying my head in the sand was probably not the best way to deal with this but i just became so apathetic about it all, that i didn't really care to talk to you. all you pretty much talk about anyway is how much you miss "him" and oh i really hate this kid (yet you still hang out and freeload off of him any chance you get) so i wasn't really missing much. you seemed to take this as being "mean" to you. well guess what you have never seen me be mean to anyone. you probably wouldn't want to. so when i heard from a mutual friend that you had asked her to "protect you" from me being mean to you, i went off. i legit scared someone because i was so mad. i may be blowing this out of proportion, but i don't care. this made me see that you really DON'T know me. i would never get mad at you in a restaurant full of people, with friends sitting at the table alongside people i didn't even know. that is not me, if i was going to to say anything about the subject (which i wasn't likely too unless you brought it up) it would have either been one on one or with our two mutual friends, not in a public arena. a verbal sparring match in a restaurant is not how i would have dealt with the situation at all. EVER. if i had really had that much of a problem with you (which at the time i didn't) i wouldn't even have gone to lunch with you. i had thought, up until the point where i found out that you asked to be "protected" from me, that lunch went really well. 

so next time (if there is a next time) you think i have a problem with you, come to me about it. i didn't have a problem with you it was the fact that you telling me all your problems was finally starting to annoy me. you get yourself into those situations all the time and i had finally run out of sympathy. but that didn't mean that i was going to verbally attack you just because i didn't want hear anymore about your stupid decisions that get you into these complicated messes that could be completely avoided if you just thought it out a little.