Today I took my siblings (minus Leesh) to the Puppy Barn that just opened up in Saratoga. Everyone loved it except Megan who was mad that she couldn’t hold the puppies and upset that they didn’t have a drinking fountain.
John texted me this morning to see if we could hang out, he’s back for a while living with his family. (Significantly cheaper than paying a monthly rent.) So we went to Roxberry and he bought us both smoothies. I ordered the smallest size but they messed up and ended up making them both mediums. Then we went to Target, spent some time smelling candles, and tried to find mugs but to no avail. They’re doing rennovations so things are sort of random and all over the place in there. Plus the lighting is dimmed. It’s like being thrown into an alternate reality that’s just different enough to be noticeable. It was good to catch up though. We talked about college and jobs and roommates and my mission and memes. We seriously considered sending friend requests to Peay on Facebook just to see what would happen.
I am once again awake at a ridiculous hour considering I have to be at work at 8am tomorrow. But at 8:30 tonight I started re-reading this book called “To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before” and I can't put it down. They’re making a movie of it right now, plus I just got access to the third book in the series. It’s unlikely the movie comes out before I leave on my mission considering it’s still currently in post production, but I still want to refresh my memory of it. It’s probably one of my favorite books of all time. Jenny Han is an amazing author.
I’ve officially come to the conclusion I should have come to months ago: This whole salvaging my friendship with Hunter thing isn’t gonna happen. And that kind of sucks. But I think it’s important to know at what point its gonna be worse for you to keep trying than it would be to give up. It’s weird to think that I can picture the whole layout of his house, I’ve been there so many times. And there’s just so many memories at all these different places I pass when I’m driving and now we don’t talk. And it’s likely that we never will again. It’s a strange feeling to realize that you can spend so much time with a person and then one day just have it all be gone. It didn’t even seem like a progression, we were friends and then suddenly we weren’t.
Sorry this entry was so long and turned into a bit of a sad rant that last paragraph. This sort of counts as a journal for me so every now and then something like that will happen. Just bear with me.
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