Thoughts.com Blogs

View Blog

blog 1

My name is ... and i was born and raised in San Francisco. Before the tenth grade most of my friend were people i grew up with since preschool and i thought they were lifelong friendships since we knew each other for so long. When high school started i was the only one that was going to a different high school, but i thought it would be okay because we could still kick it on the weekends. It was so weird how things changed. The people i thought i knew were changing and we were growing apart, especially me and my bestfriend at the time.
In the middle of my freshman year of high school my mom told me that we were moving and i was so shocked because San Francisco was the only city that i have ever known and i didnt know anyone outside of the city. I didnt really believe that i was going to be moving but at the same time i told everyone that i was leaving. It really hit me when one day i came home and all the stuff in my house was gone to my new house in Sacramento. Then i went to look at the new place i would be living. I absolutely hated it, it was like the opposite to San Francisco. I hated everything about it, especially how i didnt know anyone besides my mom and my older brother. I felt so alone, and it was so strange because i was used to being surrounded by so many familiar faces, the people i was so comfortable with. I told myself that as soon as high school was over i would go back to San Francisco and never go back.
Before i knew it i was making really good friends in Sacramento, but at the same time i was losing the ones i left behind in San Francisco. I wanted so badly to keep in touch with everyone, but the longer i was away the less i would call back home. It made me really sad that i had basically lost my bestfriend that i had known for 10 years. Worse of all when i did call my bestfriend it was like i was talking to someone i didnt know at all. We had nothing to say to each other. I havent talked to her in about two years now...
The process of me moving and meeting new people was weird as well. For the longest time i hated everything about living there. But after a while i just got used to it to where i could actually call it home. Since then i have made friends that i really believe could be my lifelong friends and no matter where i am i know they will be there for me. After high school i did move back to San Francisco, however it was not because i wanted to. I love San Francisco because it is my home, but Sacramento is also my home. i go to school in the city, and go to Sacramento on the weekends. My friends are really a big part of me because they helped me grow as a person. They are more than my friends they are like family to me and i would do anything for them. It might sound kind of corny or whatever but my close friends are really big part of who i am, because without them i think i would be a totally different person.