Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Slice of Life #9
So my birthday was yesterday and for the most part it wasn't too shabby! My friend Danielle from Illinois was even sweet enough to send me balloons and a card saying, "I flooping love you. You've been my best friend forever and I'm so glad that you were born on this day 16 years ago. Gawsh I miss you. Love Smashhedo." I actually teared up when I read that! I am so excited that I get to go paint balling with her and some other friends this weekend! This will be my first BIG birthday party, I've only had one "party" before and that was last year with my friend Heather and we had a conjoined party because our birthdays are only a week apart and it was only us and her cousin and his friend and we went laser tagging. Anyhow, overall I'd have to say that this was a very pleasant 16th birthday!
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Slice of Life #8
This week is going to be amazing. First, The Perks of Being a Wallflower comes out in theaters this weekend and I can hardly contain myself! I've been waiting for the movie to come out for TWO years!! Then, next Tuesday is my 16th birthday, and while I'm not quite getting a car I will be applying to just about everywhere. And for my "party", I'm going back to Illinois for the weekend and paintballing with my friends which I'm also super syked for considering I've never gone. Ugh, I'm just so excited for the next couple of weeks! Then homecoming obviously. This Friday will be a super hectic one for many people I think but it'll still hopefully be a blast!
Monday, September 10, 2012
Slice of Life #7
Saturday, September 8, 2012
Changes
I hate knowing that people are always changing. Yes, I understand that sometimes they do change for the better which is great, however that's not always the case and they turn into monsters on a path to self-destruction. There's one girl I've known for over 5 years now and She'll remain anonymous. When we first met in the fifth grade, She was the chunky girl with no friends. She suffered severely from Rosacea, had a blackhead mustache and the frizziest hair I'd ever seen. Maybe Her appearance is what made it so that many people didn't want to befriend Her but I can't say for sure because I don't know. What I do know though is that from the moment we started talking we became best friends. We loved all the same movies and music and thought all the same boys in our class were cute. She was my first friend there because I had just moved from Wichita Falls, Texas to Denton, Texas. The best part of Her being my best friend was that we only lived two streets away from eachother. We spent the next year hanging out constantly until I moved half an hour away to Justin. Even though we didn't go to the same school anymore, we still spent every single weekend together. I began noticing Her changing but never thought much of it because it was so subtle, first She began straightening her hair and putting on makeup every now and again. Then Her wardrobe changed, She had gone from the bright yellow shirt with a green butterfly and loose fitting jeans to Underoath and Alesana shirts and multicolored skinny jeans. Once again, I never thought anything of it...until my only friends in my neighborhood (all of which were boys) began wanting Her to come to my house more and more often and they would tell me how gorgeous they thought She was. She would come over and spend time with me and my other friends and flirt constantly. I always felt uncomfortable and as though I was a third wheel. Later on, my feelings were only crushed a little more when I recieved the news that I would be moving once again, back to Illinois. When I told Her, She was upset of course, but Her friend, Shaylie, couldn't have been happier. Shaylie would post all over Her Myspace and Facebook things like, "Shaylie replaces Caily," and other stupid comments about how I would "Steal Her from Shaylie,". It was all ignorant so I ignored it even though secretly it killed me inside knowing that I would soon be replaced. After I moved once more, we began talking less and less, only speaking when we knew we were going to see each other again soon. This went on until two summers ago when I was staying with my mom for a month and she agreed to let Her stay with us for a few weeks. In the car ride back from picking Her up, She told me about all the guys She'd been with. It was so bizarre to me to hear this come out of Her considering not only the fact that She was only 13 years old at the time and how She'd meet them one day and three days later She'd already slept with them but how much She had truly changed since the moment I had met Her. The two weeks She spent with me that summer were great and saying Goodbye was hard for both of us. Since then we still don't speak much but we follow each other on Tumblr and whatnot and I still continue to see changes in Her like the promiscuous things She posts and drug related things on Her page. I don't know, I guess I should've seen all of this coming, but I just couldn't see Her, the one person that has literally/physically been there with me through every up and down in my life, to be the one that had to go and change.... Now I sit here on my couch listening to The Shins, sipping coffee and reminiscing on the memories we've shared and wishing nothing more than to be able to go back and try everything in my power to keep Her from becoming what She is today.
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Slice of Life #6
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