It's been a lot of fun here. I didn't even get frustrated and pissed off until this evening, and that was only because my mom and I were doing the endlessly horrifying task of applying for a $14,000 loan with no decent cosigner. Shoot me. We've still had no luck, but I'm keeping my fingers crossed. I figure even if I can't afford to pay for next year, I'll still have the apartment so I will just party with everyone and chill in the cubicle anyways. Like I do anything else besides that anyways.
In more blog worthy news, I talked to a reallllly old friend of mine tonight. I mean, we're talking ties since middle school. He was one of my first "boyfriends" (I think our relationship consisted of holding hands and maybe even pecking once- give me a break, it was seventh grade) and we remained really close afterwards. He dealt with a lot of issues in high school and got involved in kind of a bad scene, so we just sort of slowly lost contact. I don't think I had heard from him in about a year when I randomly got a call from an unrecognized number this evening. He's involved in a program to get stuff back together, and making amends with me was a part of it. It was so great to talk to someone I hadn't realized I'd missed as much as I had, and amazing to hear that I still mattered that much to him. We talked about all the random nonsense, caught up and reminisced. And I thought Wow, this is a person who said, "Fran, we're going to be friends. You know you're going to get a call from me in 10 years and it'll be like nothing's change." And here we are.
Things have changed, obviously. I don't think either of our lives went where we thought they were going to go in seventh grade, and the both of us have probably effed up our lives enough that our seventh grade selves feel like forever ago, but it was true. We are still close, and we are both starting to see the silver lining.
Maybe going back to Syracuse tomorrow won't be so bad.
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