And We'll Never See the Likes of You Again
Well, actually, I will eventually. I hope...You see, a good friend of mine is leaving for his 2-year mission trip this coming Tuesday. I'm gonna miss him. Especially since he's the one that got me in to Story Crafter, and now that I've just gotten back on, my favorite character to play off of isn't going to be there. But I have the address to write to him, so at least we can keep in touch, right?
Then Roy leaves for Biola on the 16th. I keep telling him that he needs to get a MySpace so it's easier to keep in touch. I wonder if he actually will... Hmmm... Mom asked him what he was going to do without having his conscience around (aka: me). I'm wondering what I'm going to do without him.
Ali's leaving for Oregon in September. I mean, we haven't been as good of friends as we use to be. But I feel bad about that; I hate it. Especially now. I've got a little over a month to get in all that time that I want to spend with her before she left. The hard part about it is that I work during the day, and she works at night. That makes getting together a little more difficult than I'd hoped.
But I get one up-side to the summer coming to a close. Isaiah. Sounds mushy, but unfortunately, it's not. We're just friends. Again, sounds nothing like it is. When a girl says she and a guy are "just friends", they're usually more. Isaiah, well... Isaiah is friends with a lot of girls. He gets along with them better than he does with other guys, and they tend to be like the people Mom and I pick up. The hurt, the broken; teens from bad homes and really bad homes. Those sort of girls. That's usually how they become friends - he and a broken girl with drunken, abusive parents (or some similar story) cross paths, and he helps them as best he can. He and I, however, are sort of an accident compared to that. He's a Vanguard student that I found on MySpace, and we had a lot of the same interests, so I messaged him just to say "hi", but then we ended up friends. He's actually in Fresno with his family for the summer, so instead of leaving like Joseph, Roy, and Ali, he's coming back. So I actually get to meet him. Y'all have no idea how excited I am about that.
If someone like you
Found someone like me,
Then suddenly,
Nothing would ever be the same.
My heart would take wing
And I'd feel so alive,
If someone like you
Loved me...
Yes, that does mean that I'm interested. What can I say... He's a good Christian boy (wow, just what my mother always wanted for me) that pretty much has me wrapped around his finger and doesn't even know it. Besides, I may not have the broken home thing that the rest do, but he helped me with myself. It's hard to explain, and I don't feel like typing it all out. Maybe later.
posted by Amanda @ 6:36 PM
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