so have you ever looked back on your life and wondered why you loose touch with people. whether they were your other half and unseperable at one point, or if they were just someone you were close with, but it wasn't devestating if you didnt talk every single day.?for me, i have lost a lot of people in my life, both the significant friends and the normal friends. i have always been the one to try and stay in touch with all my friends, because at some point in my life, they were there for me, to pick me up when my world came crashing down, to laugh with me about nothing for hours, to just be myself with.
i thought going to arizona would teach me who my friends were, and it did, i learned who was always going to be there, and who it was only convienent to be friends with when we were close to each other. but coming out here i learned who is going to be there for me no matter where i live, or how hard it is to talk to each other. and it makes me sad in a way when i see people i love slipping away, but i am tired of being the one to always try and keep things alive, ya know.? i want to be the friend who is worth keeping around for people. it just upsets me in some ways, but i know that i have the greatest group of about 6 or 7 people who will always love me and be there for me, and it makes me happy that they have stuck around through all of this.
in other things, i have been thinking about summer. the mess that it appears to be already. well, if i really wanted to, and my parents weren't really in the picture...i could move down to new orleans, and live at ryan's and get a job doing something pointless and making a shit load of money, which i could guarantee would all be spent on us going out and being lame, and things i don't need. but then i think about the last 13 years of my life..the great times i have had, the amazing friends i have met, the things i have done while there, and of course the bad times. and granted, those of you know what happened at camp last summer, it will in a way which i can not describe in words, be difficult to be there at times knowing what happened and being there, but i am not ready yet. i am not ready to say goodbye to the last 13 summers of my life. i am not ready to give up the one constant thing in my life, i am not ready to stop being a kid. in ways i feel like camp is the last bit i have of being a kid. for 7 or 8 weeks i just get to completely be myself. and for me, it is hard to let that come out, especially with not being in the same place for more than 6 months at a time. i just i dont know, as much as i hate the drama and bullshit that comes along with the responsibilites at camp, i need it, at least for one more summer. before i go to this new place once again in my life, i need some stability.
"But summer had a way of making her smile and feel happier. It was sort of amazing how for those months of summer she always believed in herself and all that she could be." i think that this quote is just me all around. camp had this way of making me believe in myself..and not be afraid to get up in front of people and talk. and to be a leader. and to just let myself be me, and be ok with it. and i just have to smile when i read it because i am always happy in summer. no matter how much drama is going on, or how shitty my unit is, i am still happier than i am any other time of the year...
i was talking to janny about camp, we have just recently become friends, and she was like, the way you talk about this place would make anyone want to go there. she said that my eyes light up and i get excited. and it just makes me laugh.
i don't really know, things are messy in my life. and the only thing i keep thinking is-i wish it was summer and i wish i was at camp. sitting in a canoe or sailboat. singing on the fireplace. swimming in the lake. building a campfire. laughing with my campers. being ridiculous in the counselor cabin..i just when i am upset i want to be there.
oh, ok i am done rambling in like 2 minutes--i am coming home june 10th and i land at like 630 i think. and then i am leaving a week later to go to new orleans for a weeek!!! i am beyond excited to go down there. i have never seen ryan so excited about anything. he gets this ridiculous smile and starts talking fast...he is excited about showing me his life and having me meet everyone down there. he said he has everyday planned out with what we are doing, which is NOT like him at all. hehe. and the only thing i know is we are going to the aquarium down there...YAY! ohh, he makes me so happy.! =]
love from wales,
kellycrumbs