To The Friend That Wouldn't Take Me Back

To The Friend That Wouldn't Take Me Back

You taught me a lot.

It seems like every since we were little children that we would all meet our small group of friends at our social places like daycare and school and from that day forward, we claim them as our best friend. Once that happens, we then proceed to claim that we will be friends forever and that nothing will separate us and so on. Unfortunately, as the years go on we tend to loose those friends and go our separate ways. However, you could also make a mistake and it gets blown out of proportion and try and make up but it just doesn't happen, no matter how hard you try. Well, this is to my best friend of almost four years that just would not take me back.

At first, I was completely devastated because we would do everything together and now I had no one (at least that's how I saw it at the time). Then as time went on, it got a little easier to deal with the pain that you would never consider me a friend again. When it got to the point that the pain was almost non-existent, you managed to blow my world up once again, but not the way I had hoped. You sent out one of your little minions to blow up my phone with text messages on how I was always a horrible friend but you managed to always stick with me no matter what and a bunch of other false stuff. I tried my best to just shake it off because I knew that it was not true and that you were trying to get under my skin. And I will admit, you did get under my skin once again, but not for that long because I finally realized one major thing; you were never really a true friend. Once that finally hit me on the head like a wrecking ball, I managed to get over the entire thing and just move on with my life.

With all of the negative vibes and events that happened, though, I learned countless life lessons that I would benefit for the rest of my life, and I honestly thank you for that. One of the biggest lessons I learned was to pay attention to how the person treats other people that they had a falling out with and why they had a falling out. This is important to me because it will show you the type of person that they truly are and will make you really question their character. It can also make you try and put yourself in the other person's shoes and see if you could deal being treated like that.

Another tough lesson that I learned was that even tough you may do everything with someone and give the friendship your all, they can try and find an easy out of the friendship. This, unfortunately, happens more time than not, I have begun to realize after talking to several other people. One major thing I learned from this is to not take it personally because sometimes people jus can't handle having the dedication from specific people for so long and they try their hardest to find an easy out of anything.

Like I have said previously, I truly thank you for not taking me back after my small hick-up in our friendship. This stupid rut in the road has made me a stronger person. It has also given me a different outlook on friendship because I know know that you don't have to do everything with that one person constantly. It has taught me that sometimes, the people that aren't always physically there, are most likely your better friends because you don't take them for granite and vice versa. So one last time, thank you and I hope you have a blissful life.

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Home For The Summer

Home sweet home.


Now that school is finally over, I packed up all my stuff and finally got to go home and be with my family again. More specifically, I got to see my dog.

Moving out was a hassle. I didn't realize how much crap I actually had. Sure, it started off not too bad when I moved in, but over the course of the year, more and more stuff came into my possession. By the time I was supposed to move out, it was like I had twice the amount of stuff from when I started. It took two days to officially move all of my belongings back home.

Since being home, I've noticed a couple of things.

First of all, my mom missed me a lot. Hi, Mom. :)

It's not like when I went to college, I completely disappeared from my mom's life or anything like that. We talked on the phone often, and she would visit me sometimes to take me and my sister out to dinner or something with our dad. Also, with the number of times I had gotten sick throughout the entire year, it was like every other week I came home.

The first day I came home, she made a run to the store and called me asking if there was anything I needed, and I said not to my knowledge. She came home with a crap ton of my favorite ice cream and snacks, just because.

Another thing she's been doing is cooking every night. My mom works during the week, so understandably when she gets home, she doesn't always feel like slaving away in front of the stove to make dinner. However, for whatever reason, my mom has made it her sole mission to make me gain 20 pounds by the time the fall semester comes around.

She knows I hated the food at school, so whenever she cooks dinner, she mentions that I love being home because I get to have real food. I mean, I'm not complaining. Who doesn't love a homecooked meal?

I can tell my dad is pretty happy about me being home with the new change in the menu.

Second of all, for the time being, I have A LOT of free time.

Now, this will change once I get my summer job, but as of right now, I have nothing to do. Both of my parents work during the week, and I didn't really keep in touch with the majority of my high school peers, so I have no one to hang out with. I mean, I could see some of my college buddies and sorority sisters, but everyone lives far as hell away.

This is kind of difficult for me. Not because I can't just spend time alone; I have no problem with that. However, I'm used to having a full schedule. Aside from just being used to it, I like it. I'm one of those people who likes to keep busy.

When I'm out and about or have a lot of things to do, I feel productive. Now, I just feel lazy because I literally have nothing to do. To try and counteract this, I've resorted to doing a personal project throughout the summer.

I just need something to occupy my time. Boredom sucks.

I'm glad to be home, though. Living at college is great, sure, and you have all this freedom to do whatever you want and you won't get in trouble or whatever, but I don't really care about all of that. Family is very important to me.

My mom, as crazy as she is, is my best friend, I tell her everything. Living away from that can really stink. Makes me wonder if that is why I kept getting sick so much. Like it was my body's way of forcing me to go home and be with my family.

This summer is going to be a much-needed break from school. I'm excited to see where things go.


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