i refuse to ever have to miss you!

alright, so my parents have decided that they're moving into a smaller house (more on this later, bc that's a novel in itself...)

I've been going through old stuff in my room deciding what i want to throw away and keep (im keeping more than what im getting rid of. shocker, i know...). I just came across some old letters from my friends in winnipeg that they had sent me when I first moved. it sucks that we have lost touch. with the amazingness that is facebook I am now at least able to stay updated on what is going on with their lives, but that's SO not good enough... its pretty insane really.

but yea, reading over these I remember how VERY amazing they were/im sure still are! I had some awesome friends! I think this is where my pessimism comes from when I look at my friends now. I KNOW that no matter how great of friends you are thats things happen, we'll part ways. some of us already have. I miss you guys. I WILL FIGHT FOR YOU. we MUST stay in contact! for serious ya'll! lol... but yea, I'm sorry to those who I have told (wrongly) that we prob wont be friends in 10 years, because we WILL be! my kids will call you auntie (yes, because they're MY kids so they're saying it my way!) and they will be best friends forever because WE are! i'm so lame... gotta love me! haha

the internet is a pretty amazing thing though, isnt it? most people have never, and may never experience the way the internet is able to keep people together, but i have first hand. 10 years ago if michelle and colleen had moved we would have had to write to them to stay in contact (trust me, it was 9 years ago i moved, i did this). we would prob still be writing at this point. but, then life would happen. we'll write back next week, okay, DEF next week! this is what happens. BUT, instead I talked to michelle a few hrs ago, and colleen last night! and even if we dont actually talk all that much, I can still stalk the crap out of them on facebook! lol

so anyways, im going to go back to digging up 100 memories (some of which i cant remember, which makes me sad) and living in my past, not because I want to, because I have to and because I can (which i am SO very thankful for!)

peace out home slices :)