Today I realized how much I miss my friends my old school and my old house. It used to be five of us I can't say their names but they know who they are, we didn't belong in any other group in school, not with the Preppy, not with the emo, not with the Ghetto, nor with the Girly or Goths, because we have never liked to put a title over our heads, we believe we are who we are for a reason not because we want to fit in with any crowd, we accepted each other with all our flaws and imperfections because we never liked to judge, we weren’t all skinny or all big we never chose our group based on size. We would welcome people to our lunch table if they wanted to sit and talk to us, and we would always meet after school to say goodbye and ask about each others day, we never fought for dumb things and if we did fight it was over fast and what I love the most is that we never let anything get in between our friendship not even when we had different opinions about something .Then I had to move and I rarely see them I call them once in a while but its not the same as talking in person , when I call them on the phone they tell me they miss me to not in those exact words but in a certain way that lets me know that’s what they are trying to say , we talk about the old time the funny things that happened when I was still there, we talk about freshmen year when we met how funny it was that we met by other people and became real close. Art class was my favorite class in freshmen year because no one could tell us how to draw what we were supposed to draw because art is supposed to be free, it’s supposed to express how we feel and how we view the world, art is not supposed to be restricted to something specific that makes you feel trapped. My friends always understood boundaries in a different way, if a line was worth crossing we crossed it if it wasn’t we didn’t even try we could go days talking about things that other people would find weird and we would always keep an eye out for things that did not feel right to us because we have always felt that there are more things out their that people are keeping secret but that once in a while sneak out little by little. I know theirs allot of distance now with were we live but we are still close friends, and it dose not mater how long we take to call we talk like if it was no time at all and we were still living close by and seeing each other after school.
Scream
Monday, March 28, 2011
Freinds
Today I realized how much I miss my friends my old school and my old house. It used to be five of us I can't say their names but they know who they are, we didn't belong in any other group in school, not with the Preppy, not with the emo, not with the Ghetto, nor with the Girly or Goths, because we have never liked to put a title over our heads, we believe we are who we are for a reason not because we want to fit in with any crowd, we accepted each other with all our flaws and imperfections because we never liked to judge, we weren’t all skinny or all big we never chose our group based on size. We would welcome people to our lunch table if they wanted to sit and talk to us, and we would always meet after school to say goodbye and ask about each others day, we never fought for dumb things and if we did fight it was over fast and what I love the most is that we never let anything get in between our friendship not even when we had different opinions about something .Then I had to move and I rarely see them I call them once in a while but its not the same as talking in person , when I call them on the phone they tell me they miss me to not in those exact words but in a certain way that lets me know that’s what they are trying to say , we talk about the old time the funny things that happened when I was still there, we talk about freshmen year when we met how funny it was that we met by other people and became real close. Art class was my favorite class in freshmen year because no one could tell us how to draw what we were supposed to draw because art is supposed to be free, it’s supposed to express how we feel and how we view the world, art is not supposed to be restricted to something specific that makes you feel trapped. My friends always understood boundaries in a different way, if a line was worth crossing we crossed it if it wasn’t we didn’t even try we could go days talking about things that other people would find weird and we would always keep an eye out for things that did not feel right to us because we have always felt that there are more things out their that people are keeping secret but that once in a while sneak out little by little. I know theirs allot of distance now with were we live but we are still close friends, and it dose not mater how long we take to call we talk like if it was no time at all and we were still living close by and seeing each other after school.
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