hey sorry i don't really know how to respond when people reply to posts; i really don't like attention, i mean it sort of pisses me off, but my birthday is coming up so tonight was the party with my family and relatives. and so i set up balloons orwhatever and my mom doesn't like the way it looks. and she got a sparkly banner that says happy birthday and i didnt want to put it up because it looks ridiculous and i mean its MY party right? and don't get me wrong, i love my mom, but still.
I totally understand. I’ve had that happen a couple times with various people.
I appreciate it... dotdotd's away at camp all summer, my other best friend is grounded for an unknown period of time, and I don't really have anyone else to turn to. I'm harboring another friend from her mom tonight and I guess it's kind of taking a toll on me. All I really need to do is keep my hands busy and I suppose the best way to do that right now is to type, but I don't have anyone I'm close to to go to, and it's hard. So, thank you for offering, I needed to get some of that off my chest.
Not a problem! I apologize for not responding sooner.
Tonight my old group of friends reunited for the first time in six months. It wasn’t like old times, however. Perhaps I am just beginning to realize that time may have changed us, perhaps my freshman year of college has changed the dynamic. Whatever the case, I don’t know. Though I have been home for a month and a half, I haven’t hung out much with the ones who are still here, be it high school or junior college. Part of that has to do with the fact that I have been trying to find myself, and that I’ve been adjusting to living at home, some forty miles from my closest high school friends. I love these people just as much as love my new group of college friends, but I just wish things could be the way they were. It makes me wonder if I am the one hallucinating the effects of time and distance, or of everyone feels it, but we can’t seem to share it. In the end, we have all changed for whatever reason. Is it palpable? For now, I don’t know.
Tonight was honestly one of the strangest nights I’ve ever had in my entire life. The most random events occurred. Including almost getting run over by a golf cart. I can’t really describe how I felt, but I couldn’t help but feel something was wrong. I don’t know what it was- something just seemed off.