9/26/09 11:53 pm - My first post in ages, and I really wish I wasn't making it.

Have you ever moved somewhere at a key point in your life, a point where it's harder to transition than it has been before? Well i just recently did and I sorta just realized all the friends I thought I had, the close ones and the best friends were never really there more me. Let me explain.
When I began high school in Pennsylvania I made some of the best friends I have ever had, Allie Frank and Bobby Pierce-Cooke. We literally spent every waking moment with each other and for one whole summer I basically lived with them. Me and Bobby were inseparable at one point in time, we laughed together, cried together, ate together, I slept over every night, we even wound up dating two sets of best friends, which was awesome cause we were able to still be those close friends and hang out all the time. Me and Allie had a rough friendship but when we would hang out it was a party. From excursions to the country side behind her house to blasting tv/music in her basement and cooking 9876943 taquitos, we knew how to have a good time.
Now I don't have that. I moved to Florida and everyone had their 'cliques' and close friends. I mean yeah people were accepting of me, but everyone already knew who their best friends were and who their good friends were and in a way it seems like I never really got the shot to be anything more than a regular friend. Don't get me wrong, I know who I consider a close friend is but it's nothing like what I used to have, and I truly miss it.
I noticed this when i first moved here and it took me until now to realize all that I was missing and that my close friends aren't as close as I thought they were. I miss being bale to go to someone's house and be able to hang out all day, I miss being invited to dinner all the time, hell I even miss getting in arguments over who is more ninja then literally fighting about it, which I lost most the time aha.
I guess what I'm trying to say is i don't want to go through my Senior year without a best friend. and as much as I don't want that to happen, I know it will. and it sucks.
I hate feeling like this.
Dear Bobby and Allie,
I miss you.











