Monday, June 27, 2005

Babbling from a Drama Queen




So, I have recently found out that one of my bestest friends in the whole wide world is going to move to Florida.

YEAH!

Good for her. Follow your dreams, because if you don't, who will?

And though I'm gonna miss her terribly and someday will wish I hadn't been so supportive and that I had tried to convince her to stay, I'm happy for her. She deserves to do what she wants. She's 23, she's a grown up, and the decision was hers to make.

But now I have a few questions for her, and though they may sound selfish, what they really represent are my deep sentiments about her and how much I love her, how much she's impacted my life, and how much I'm going to miss her. Though I know this isn't the end of our friendship, not by any stretch of the imagination, I still feel like the fact that I'm going to see her way less than I do now is going to hurt. God, I'm gonna miss her. But, onto the questions!

Who's Gonna:

Watch Stargate with me on Friday's when she's in town?
Download pictures for my cell for me?
Download music and chop it up just the way I want it for me?
Put my computer together and any other electrical thing I will need help with?
Make sure my computer has been CCleaner'ed, Spyboted, or just generally cleaned up?
Appreciate my deep, deep hatred for Pete Shanahan, and understand why I have that hatred, and agree with me?
Be supportive and listen to my crazy fanfic idea's, even though she knows she'll never read them?
Sing at the top of her lungs with me to some old Travis Tritt song?
Go shopping with me and when I look ugly and fat in everything, she tells me its not me, its the stores?
Put up with my whining and eventually give in to what I want?
Realize that I was a Princess in a former life, and as such I am still trying to get used to the peasant life?
Listen to me ramble on and on about my stupid co-workers as if she really cares?
Drive me home from a long weekend trip that I promised to drive both ways, but due to tears blurring my vision, she drives home without complaints?
Get excited with me just because Jack and Sam shared a "look"?
Let me come over when she knows I'm just lonely and all I want is a human soul around?

Oh, I could go on and on about the things Deb does for me, but I won't. Not in this list anyway.

And though I know that Krysta and Pat do some of these things, ie: putting up with my whining, there's something about the way each of you do it, and I'm gonna miss Deb's personal style to the things she does.

With all my friends growing up and having their own lives, whether it be moving to Florida, or deciding what she's gonna do when she leaves her current job, its made me evaluate my current status. I'm just floating by right now. I love my job, but I have dreams to accomplish. Deb is accomplishing hers by moving to Florida, and I'm so very, very happy for her. Krysta is accomplishing hers in a few years when she starts her work with kids. And I know that will make her happier than anything else, even owning her own lake house!

So, its time to quit fooling around with life. My dream is to be an author, and so I shall be one! The girls have inspired me. I'm gonna write the next Great American Novel. Do I have an idea for it? No. But it'll hit me and then my pen, or keystrokes, shall flow.

So with our dreams being accomplished, our goals being met, my friends and I are growing up. We're no longer fresh out of high school, still unsure of what we want to do, but have plenty of time to think about it. We're 23-24, though not old, we're not all that young anymore.

They are right. It's time to get started on the real life. Time to throw away the immaturities of our youth and embrace adulthood, meeting it head-on.

I love my friends. When they aren't with me, I miss them a lot. A lot. I've dealt with Krysta being gone most of the time, and the way to overcome that is to go see her on the job site. So Deb, my words of wisdom to you would be to get a two bedroom, because I'll be taking some week long vacations at your place!

So be prepared real, adult world, here we come! And we have the best support group there is: each other!

~~ Dee