Missing Out

Sometimes a blog. But usually I don't. It's not a problem. Today is one of those days I decide to blog.

When I graduated early I had a plan all mapped out for pretty much the rest of my life. I knew what I wanted to do, when I wanted to do it. One of those things I was absolutely sure of was that I really wanted to go to Mesa Community College. I felt like it would be a good transition for me from high school to college. When I first started, I loved it. I'm still very happy with my decision but right now I'm kind of bumming.

My friends all graduated in May. That was bittersweet all in itself. I was a little sad that I wasn't down there with them, but I was so happy about how far I had come in the past year. I grew up. Now those friends are all starting school. Half of them are going to Universities and my very closest friends have moved to Flagstaff to go to NAU.

Part of me is mega jealous that they are all doing the University scene. But the more I think about it, the more I realize it's really not me. I don't do parties and I really don't like big groups of people. Small groups are my thing. I am social and do very well but a bigger group really freaks me out. So I know I made the right decision school wise.

But when it comes down to it... I have no idea what I'm going to do with my best friends gone. Jannae. Really? You had to leave me? I am so sad about it. When I am going through a hard time I don't even think about who I need to talk to to make me feel better. Whether it's shopping, baking, or seeing Midnight in Paris you know exactly what I need. How are we going to go days speaking like we are out of the 20's? I want to be happy for you for moving up there and going to college and being a big girl, but in this moment, I'm being selfish. And I can't help but think, "How could you do this to me??" I still love you, but next time I have a problem, you better answer the phone so I have someone to cry to.



So if you are still in Mesa or at least close, let's hang out and be friends ok?


In the mean time, I'll really be bugging this sweet guy:



He is kind of the sweetest guy on the block and has been giving me lots of neck massages as I push through a Respiratory Infection that has taken my voice and energy and makes my already bad migrains worse.