Dear A’Mari,
You just left and I feel super bad that you have to drive this late at night…although, selfishly, I wish I could’ve kept you longer.
Tonight was the last time I get to see you for a while.
This blows.
I’ll add to this post later today because I’m getting all “Yanni (yawn-ie).” Though I think “this blows” is a sufficient summary of today’s events.
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We should really post videos on here for each other 🙂 I definitely plan on making as many useless and ridiculous videos while in Lubbock. The first being the grand tour of our new place. I will be your tour guide and you my guest. Won’t you come in?
All this kings of leon stuff is a bit ridiculous. See what happens when we go out? We have so much fun it ruins other people’s lives! Now the band we did the music video for (The Middle East) is broken up and even Cameron is off of Glee! Not even a whole week after you stalked…errr…met him at the concert! Yes I’m aware they filmed months ago. But it’s still eerie… Heh.
That “corn dog on a stick to go order” makes me think that the man who ordered that would be a fan of our fictitious restaurant “…on a stick.” Anything and everything served kabob style. With flavored Kabobs ranging from honey mustard to cinnamon. Edible sticks holding delicious foods you wouldn’t normally find…on a stick. Salads, burgers, burritos, soups…ok no soups on a stick. We come up with some ridiculous stuff during late night conversations…
Yesterday and today I was totally in an emotional funk. I was letting anything and everything get to me. I had a really good time hanging out with you yesterday. No matter what kind of mood I’m in you always seem to make it better. I’ve had a lot on my mind lately and it kind of all built up and broke free these past couple of days. I hope you had fun as well. It’s all so weird, this entire situation.
Can’t wait to see you again.
Moment of honesty:
I think this move is going to make us even better friends. It’ll test it for sure. Our ability to keep up communication and keep up with each other. It scares me that we’ll both get to busy to worry about the other. But then I remember that no matter what it was that has gotten between us we’ve always seemed to pick right back up where we left off. I think in the long run we’ll look back and say this was tough but something that made us appreciate each other even more.
Fuzzy memory:
We would occasionally make our way to the best hang out place in wills point when you came over to my house in high school. It was the place all the cool kids went. It was where we had many random adventures. It was Dairy Queen. This one particular excursion was led by our desire for ice cream. You got some sort of ice cream cone and I got a moolate’. This did not sit well with you. I believe we argued about whether or not the moolate’ counted as ice cream or not for a while. I’m pretty sure I won, like always. This day there was a man arguing with his (what we soon found out) ex wife. He was quoting bible verses and hitting the table and then all of a sudden screamed “You make me feel ugly!!!!” We have an ability to be in the right place at the right time for supreme awkwardness.
Love n’ stuff,
Mattie
P.S. Moolate’ totally counts as ice cream.
Asides of Separation 