Great flames

My best friend from elementary school is a completely different person than the people I bond with nowadays. It’s fantastic how the innocence of your childhood attracts different people without prejudice or any type of ill judgment. She’s only blossomed into a person whose qualities from the past have been amplified, and tainted with the effects of adulthood. She hasn’t changed at all, except for the better. A most relieving factor to this friendship is that we’ve grown apart, but our friendship has remained on a higher pedestal than that of family members.

Andrew, Brittany and I hung out at my place with pizza and soda to watch movies from our growing library of dvds. Holly did not think her piano lessons would not affect our gathering in the living room, but we solved this problem by eating quickly and going to the mall where Andrew was able to get a few valuable items. When we came back, we watched some more movies. Andrew grew tired eventually, so we dropped him off. We spent hours relating to each other on entirely different events, catching up on good times and grieving over the bad things that have developed over the years.

Leilani wasn’t able to go; said she had food poisoning and had been in the hospital. I’m not going to say I don’t believe this statement, but she didn’t tell me the information and she didn’t sound nearly as active nor excited about this day as the three people in attendance. But furthermore, I take the right in feeling my disappointment as every attempt to be with her has failed on my behalf and feigned hasty concern on hers. I don’t like flakers; it is simply a pet peeve which no one can alleviate unless they avoid it.