Dear journal, A few minutes ago I realized something. Something so great I realized I should write. I started to think about the meaning of friendship. Friends. Pals. Homies. I started thinking of the ones I have now... The ones I used to know. The ones I love and loved. The ones I thought were retarded at first, but ended with a wonderful friendship. I started thinking about my high school friends. Thinking about the memories we made, especially in high school... and the pact we made to always be friends no matter what.
Then graduation came. We remained our normal selves; our gang was as great as ever. Years passed. We start drifting. My brother told me this was going to happen. I didn't believe him. I didn't want to. Once you stop hanging out with friends you used to know, used to love, somehow it slowly fades, even though you would've never seen it coming. Then, school comes, work comes, boyriends come... and sometimes too soon. ^^ Then we have cancellations of hang outs, or cutting a day short to study or work. You call your friend, see how they're doing. But they don't answer... voicemails are the future. You hope they call back soon. They don't. Little by little you start losing hope, losing confidence that they'll want to hang out, have fun and make more memories. But alas, nothing.
Then you notice they're hanging out w/o you. It's been days, weeks, even months since you've heard anything from them. Then you think... is this it? Am I not going to be a friend to my friend? You try and give effort, but nothing prevails... and... you realize... You've been replaced. You accept, but not at first. You feel bad, left out. Alone. Then you think... is this real... or is this just a ride?
You think to yourself, come to realize, YES, it is just a ride. There are ups and downs, but you learn to overcome them... Some way, some how, you do just that. So you make new friends. Catch up with friends you haven't spoken to... Your heart is slowly healing. You start making more friends, more memories... More trips to the park, dance clubs. New hangouts. New rituals. New traditions. New you.
So now you finally think to yourself, wow, I'm finally happy again. Things have happend for the better in school, you've been promoted at work... new jobs, new year pass at a theme park. Heart is finally healed. But then again, once and a while, you start to think of the friends you used to hang out with. You start to feel sentimental, start to feel bad that you're no longer with the ones you had such fond memories of... And other people have remembered, and they come back to us, they say, "Hey, don't worry, don't be afraid, ever, because it's just a ride."
So I think my whole point of this is
I'm finally over it all.
over the ignorance.
over the rejections.
over it. I finally realized
It's just a ride.
Then graduation came. We remained our normal selves; our gang was as great as ever. Years passed. We start drifting. My brother told me this was going to happen. I didn't believe him. I didn't want to. Once you stop hanging out with friends you used to know, used to love, somehow it slowly fades, even though you would've never seen it coming. Then, school comes, work comes, boyriends come... and sometimes too soon. ^^ Then we have cancellations of hang outs, or cutting a day short to study or work. You call your friend, see how they're doing. But they don't answer... voicemails are the future. You hope they call back soon. They don't. Little by little you start losing hope, losing confidence that they'll want to hang out, have fun and make more memories. But alas, nothing.
Then you notice they're hanging out w/o you. It's been days, weeks, even months since you've heard anything from them. Then you think... is this it? Am I not going to be a friend to my friend? You try and give effort, but nothing prevails... and... you realize... You've been replaced. You accept, but not at first. You feel bad, left out. Alone. Then you think... is this real... or is this just a ride?
You think to yourself, come to realize, YES, it is just a ride. There are ups and downs, but you learn to overcome them... Some way, some how, you do just that. So you make new friends. Catch up with friends you haven't spoken to... Your heart is slowly healing. You start making more friends, more memories... More trips to the park, dance clubs. New hangouts. New rituals. New traditions. New you.
So now you finally think to yourself, wow, I'm finally happy again. Things have happend for the better in school, you've been promoted at work... new jobs, new year pass at a theme park. Heart is finally healed. But then again, once and a while, you start to think of the friends you used to hang out with. You start to feel sentimental, start to feel bad that you're no longer with the ones you had such fond memories of... And other people have remembered, and they come back to us, they say, "Hey, don't worry, don't be afraid, ever, because it's just a ride."
So I think my whole point of this is
I'm finally over it all.
over the ignorance.
over the rejections.
over it. I finally realized
It's just a ride.
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