An Open Letter To My Best Friend At An Out-Of-State College

An Open Letter To My Best Friend At An Out-Of-State College

Even when everything else has changed, you and me haven't.

I miss you so much!

That seems to be the first thing we always say, but it doesn't make it any less true.

Sometimes, when I'm at a coffeeshop or just walking to my car I catch myself wondering what it would be like if you were here with me. I wouldn't even need you to say anything! I would just want you to be there.

You bring back every single feeling and memory of being at home.

In class, I sometimes browse through old photos or read through old text messages and laugh really, really hard. Each picture brings me back to the day we got stuck out in the rain, to the day we cried over our final math test scores, to the day we laid out in a grassy field talking until almost one in the morning, to the day we lost my car keys and were almost stranded forever, to the day you told me you were leaving for Ithaca.

When I catch myself doing something hilariously stupid, I can still hear your laugh in the back of my head and see the way you clap your hands and squeeze your eyes shut. I really miss that.

When I catch myself wanting to give up and give in, I can hear you putting your foot down and declaring, "No! You are going to do this, and I'm going to do it with you."

When I catch myself being really indecisive, I can see you sitting me down and asking me, "Tell me all the reasons why you should do this, and all the reasons why you shouldn't do this. If you can't make a decision after that, we'll let my music decide." Somehow, that always helped me make the right decision.

I was truly excited and happy for you when you left for college, but I was also afraid too. I think my greatest fear in the beginning when you left was that you'd go on to having this amazing life and meet all these new people and forget all about me. I wondered if growing apart was inevitable.

I know with long distance, being only a text or phone call away isn't always easy. I sometimes pick up the phone to call you, and then I remember you're 3 hours ahead and realize you're probably fast asleep.

But I want to say thank you.

Thank you for always calling, even when I can't answer or when I can only talk for a few minutes before my next class.

Thank you for making the effort to always fly home.

Thank you for always being you, because now I know that even though a lot has changed, you and me haven't.

I want you to know no one will ever replace you. I've met amazing friends and I know that you have too, but you'll always be the one person that's been there through it all from the very beginning. You'll be my best friend for all of eternity.

Thank you for doing life with me, and thank you for pursuing your dreams.

Our friendship is in God's hands, and He knows what he's doing.

Love, Jasmine

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I'm The Girl Without A 'Friend Group'

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Little things remind me all the time.

For example, I'll be sitting in the lounge with the people on my floor, just talking about how everyone's days went. Someone will turn to someone else and ask something along the lines of, "When are we going to so-and-so's place tonight?" Sometimes it'll even be, "Are you ready to go to so-and-so's place now? Okay, we'll see you later, Taylor!"

It's little things like that, little things that remind me I don't have a "friend group." And it's been like that forever. I don't have the same people to keep me company 24 hours of the day, the same people to do absolutely everything with, and the same people to cling to like glue. I don't have a whole cast of characters to entertain me and care for me and support me. Sometimes, especially when it feels obvious to me, not having a "friend group" makes me feel like a waste of space. If I don't have more friends than I can count, what's the point in trying to make friends at all?

I can tell you that there is a point. As a matter of fact, just because I don't have a close-knit clique doesn't mean I don't have any friends. The friends I have come from all different walks of life, some are from my town back home and some are from across the country. I've known some of my friends for years, and others I've only known for a few months. It doesn't really matter where they come from, though. What matters is that the friends I have all entertain me, care for me, and support me. Just because I'm not in that "friend group" with all of them together doesn't mean that we can't be friends to each other.

Still, I hate avoiding sticking myself in a box, and I'm not afraid to seek out friendships. I've noticed that a lot of the people I see who consider themselves to be in a "friend group" don't really venture outside the pack very often. I've never had a pack to venture outside of, so I don't mind reaching out to new people whenever.

I'm not going to lie, when I hear people talking about all the fun they're going to have with their "friend group" over the weekend, part of me wishes I could be included in something like that. I do sometimes want to have the personality type that allows me to mesh perfectly into a clique. I couldn't tell you what it is about me, but there is some part of me that just happens to function better one-on-one with people.

I hated it all my life up until very recently, and that's because I've finally learned that not having a "friend group" is never going to be the same as not having friends.

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My First College Gal Pal Road Trip Was Amazing

Every girl should have one good girls trip.


In some way or another, everybody has a list of things they want to do in their lives before it's all over. After all, we're human. There's adventure to be had in every life. One thing I have always wanted to do before I grew too old and grey was go on a road trip with my gal pals to the beach. A couple weeks ago, I achieved this memorable milestone, and it allowed me to open up to new surroundings and experiences.

On this trip, I went with two of my friends from college, Kait and Lindsey, to visit my roommate Elizabeth in Virginia Beach. This was pretty big for Lindsey and I because neither of us had been to Virginia Beach before. Thankfully Elizabeth and Kait knew their way around the city, so we never got lost on our way to and fro.

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The four of us did not live up to the crazed stereotype of girl trips in movies. Although I finally got a chance to sing along to Taylor Swift in a car ride with my friends, so that's always a plus. We played "Top Golf" one day, and by some miracle, I actually won the second game by a fair amount after much humiliation in the first one. We visited some of Elizabeth's family, and I finally got to meet her giant dog Apollo (I call him 'Wolf Dog'). Everyday was another chance to ask with enthusiasm: "So what are we doing today?"

Our trip wasn't like the movies where we all cried or confessed our deepest darkest secrets. Everything the four of us shared was laughter and this calm feeling of being at home, in the chaotic peace of each other's company. We understand each other a little better due to finally seeing what we're like outside of Longwood University. After this, all I can say is that we're most definitely planning the next one!

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