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GWA HAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHA!
I sincerely hope someone thought this would actually be some emo bullshit.
Its been a great night, again. More amazing hijinks insued, and I've seen about all my friends in the last two days
but...
Its happening again. I don't get worried often, even when I really should be, but when it happens its pretty bad.
It's all clear skies for the immediate future, but there's a slight problem.
The view is a lie.
Its just like before. With ricky that is. I talked to both Craig and Kayla tonight. Kayla dropped a small bit of info. Her boyfriend is work/schooling in Tennessee but as I know, she's waiting for Ryan (said b/f) to propose to her. I don't see it being that far off. Unless he is a complete fucking idiot he'll see the signs (he has on occasion been a complete fucking idiot however). Anyways, she mentions that after she finishes up school, there's a possibility she'll move down to live with him. The fact that she's telling me really means of course, that she's already considered it and is willing to go through with it. That sucks. A lot. Kayla is one of the only girls that has truely been a friend to me and visa-vi. If she wasn't around, I would loose a perspective I've counted on for quite a while. Guys are cool and all, but there's never been another girl I could (or would) talk to like kayla.
But wait, There's more!
Later we call craig who was trapped in the terrible socially manditory purgatory of a relatives graduation (snore, three hours to watch one person walk across a stage? LAME). We head over to a sonics that just opened in pickerington. Kayla and I are on the patio, munching on chili-cheese dogs and watching an over zealous waiter performing some aerial acrobatics on his rollerskates. Craig pulls up and walks towards us, he's been pulling a lot of shifts since he's the only shift manager at his store and he would rather do the work of three people then throw his shit down, and bitch them into getting another manager. Anyway I can tell he's in such a bad mood that as he sits down, I actually laugh out loud. He stares at me. Me and Kayla exchange the "look" and a mere few minutes later we've got him loosened up, all trouble forgotten. Were all around after that, enjoying the strip. Later craig tells us that he's been looking a ring for his girl.
Wow.
Didn't see that one coming.
Later craig and I are making are taking our usual rout through the village. He says he's worried about not being able to hang out like we did tonight after he gets engaged/married. I'm the person he comes to talk to about everything he hates and everything he hopes for. He is without a doubt, my oldest, closest friend. (Dan is on his heals.) Even when he had girlfriends, or stuff going on in his life, I cannot think of a single time he has ever let me down. I've never worried about losing craigs friendship to a girl because quite simply, he can juggle his life that way. (Ricky should take notes.) marrage is different though, it may not be for a while, but he can't be here forever.
We both know whats ahead.
We say nothing standing there in the darkness. Its in the air, that faceless future to come.
We part ways for the evening, and I wander down the street until I find a suitable spot. I plop down, feeling the wet grass soaking into my shirt I listen the the chorus of a few drunks singing in their yard a few lots a way.
My mind wanders.
I guess Kayla and Craig are sort of like the things that made me, and keep me the way I am. When I hang out with the group, I am more talkative, more funny, (and daring to say so myself) a more fun person to be around. I'm never as alive as I am with my friends.
Will I be the same without them?
I find myself worrying I think, since I've noticed that even though I'm more active in college than I ever was in high school, I really have no serious friends in college, all of them are from high school.
I panic briefly as I think about that.
Holy Shit! I'm running out of friends to leave me behind!
I curse my own selfishness for a while, hating all that is me for putting my happiness before there own. How dare I be such an ungrateful slut? After the friendship they've given me, they could leave tommorow and I still owe them more than I could ever pay.
Hahaha.
That thought amuses me.
I stayed a while longer, righting myself.
It starts raining, feels nice.
The world is wonderful again.
Goodnight;)
PS. I still owe certain people a hamster story, it has not been forgotten. In fact the wait can only increase its epic nature.
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Posted by liarsmatchbox on 2008-06-08 02:40:48 | Rating: | Views: 70
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Ahah, I know. Ducks are a million times better.
AND WRITE THE HAMSTER STORY (that you just reminded me of)!!
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Posted by kaylajeskey
on 2008-06-11 15:29:13
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Hey, you, it's been well over a month and I still haven't heard said hamster story =/
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Posted by kaylajeskey
on 2008-07-21 23:28:29
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