Sunday, November 16, 2008

5th Letter

Dear Friend,

Part One
So this coming week is going to be hell for me. As you know, my life could not get any more complicated! I've found a new technique that is helping me get through these final weeks of school though, I thought maybe if I shared it with you, you could use it as well. Lately, when I've been having a terrible week I like to daydream about my plans for the future. As you know, I have a lot coming up next semester that we are both very excited for. So instead of focusing on how awful I am feeling now, I focus on how much better I'm going to feel next semester and how much easier it's going to be because we won't be so far away. And I have the hope that everything will be worked out for the better with this transition, and that's what gets me through these rough weeks.

Part Two
I was also thinking back to all the things we have gone through together these past months, and I realized that we became much closer during a time that could have torn us apart. We both went through tough break ups this year, and I really believe that it brought us closer together. At first we were just there to wipe up the tears and be a shoulder to cry on, but since we were both going through the exact same thing at the exact same time, we were able to share our experiences and help each other a lot. I don't think that I could have made it through this past month without you, you've been my shoulder to cry on and my support system and I could never thank you enough for that. It's unfortunate that such crappy circumstances was what made us even greater best friends, but I don't regret it one bit.

Part Three
After you helped me pick myself back up after the break up, I needed something to throw myself into as a distraction. The only thing I could think of was the treadmill right outside my bedroom door. So I began working out constantly, just for something to do to distract me from thinking. The thing is, I despise running. I hate it with a burning passion, and I swore I wouldn't run anymore after cheerleading ended. However, anything was better than laying in bed and thinking about him, so if my focus was on how much I hated running, it would be a brief break from my other thoughts. It ended up being a really positive thing for me. I got in shape, and I think it helped my healing process in some way, even if it was just a form of distraction.

Sincerely,
Me

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

4th Letter

Dear Friend,

Part One
So things are still a bit weird for me right now, and as I am dealing with all of this, I was inspired to create a mix tape for my best friend, who is the most important person in my life right now. So here is what I've got so far:

"I Will Always Join You For A Walk In The Rain"
1. Best Friend - Toy Box
2. Hot n' Cold - Katy Perry
3. All Over You - The Spill Canvas
4. When Your Heart Stops Beating - +44
5. Shake It - Metro Station
6. Fearless - Taylor Swift
7. The Queen and I - Gym Class Heroes
8. Used To - Daughtry
9. Shut Up and Let Me Go - The Ting Tings
10. Don't Trust Me - 3oh!3
11. Best Friend - Toy Box

Now I know you're probably wondering why the first and last song are the same. It's simple, I'm giving this playlist to my best friend, and that song describes our friendship. In fact, all these songs have meaning to me and her in some way, shape or form. It doesn't matter if they're from our past or our present, they will always be songs that remind me of her. And so I hope that this is the type of playlist that she listens to when she's driving in her car alone and these songs remind her how much we've been through in the past, and how much we are still going to go through..together. Because I may not always be able to stop the downpour, but I will always join her for a walk in the rain.

Part Two

- My mom has this look that she gives you when she knows your lying, and it's one of those looks that pierces right through to your soul.
- My dad has the most unique sense of humor, and an irrationally good sense of smell.
- My grandpa is the most logical person I know. No matter what the topic, he always has something intelligent to say, and somehow I always know that he's right.
- My youngest sister always has a sarcastic comment to say about everything. Always.
- My step dad is a lecturer. He still hasn't figured out that everybody stops listening after the first 3 minutes.