- Jan 9, 2001
- 7,572
- 2
- 76
So, a little background information: I'm not anti-social or anything, I get along with plenty of people and have friendly conversations with many people throughout my day (I'm 15, btw). However, I really only have two close, good friends, who I hang out with a lot and really feel a strong bond with.
One of those friends went out of town, to Interlochen Fine Arts Camp for the last two and half months or so. He's the same as me, maybe two or three really good friends. We, needless to say, get together immediately afteward.
But, before he gets home, while he's still at Interlochen, we talked on the phone several times, and he's having such a great time, he's talking about this Interlochen High School up there, and he wants to audition and go for his junior and senior year. He asks if I would like to audition, and after thinking about it for awhile, (couple weeks) I decide not to. It was a big desicion for me to make. It would mean moving away and living in a dorm for my junior and senior years in high school (I'm about to be a sophomore). He's talking excitedly about it constantly on the phone, and how bad he wants to go. He complains about how much he hates St. Charles (the town we live in) and he can't wait to get out of there and go to the High School.
So, several days before he comes home, we're talking on the phone again, and I tell him I made the desicion not to audition. He admits to me that he's having "serious second thoughts, some major doubts" because he misses "home." And, he doesn't want to give up the rest of a normal high school experience (the same reasons I decided not to go).
I'm thinking, well hey, cool, I was upset that I wasn't gonna see him after my sophomore year.
Now he comes back home, I see him the day after he arrives back home, and he's already talking about how badly he wants to leave and go back up to Michigan, and talks excitedly about the Interlochen High School. I said "so you've decided...like...concrete, that you're going to go?" He says "yeah, pretty much." and smiles.
Don't get me wrong, I'm happy for him, and I wish him the best although I'm gonna miss him. However, what nags at me is how I was/am geniunely upset about losing him, I have always considered him such a dear friend. Now, he makes this descision to move off, and makes me realize that I'm not as important to him as he is to me. The reason I say this is because he's made the desicion in a snap basically, had no second thoughts except for about a two day period in the middle. Now, he's decided again, and keeps talking about "how happy he is to leave this town already, he wishes it could be sooner."
Thanks man, I feel so loved.
One of those friends went out of town, to Interlochen Fine Arts Camp for the last two and half months or so. He's the same as me, maybe two or three really good friends. We, needless to say, get together immediately afteward.
But, before he gets home, while he's still at Interlochen, we talked on the phone several times, and he's having such a great time, he's talking about this Interlochen High School up there, and he wants to audition and go for his junior and senior year. He asks if I would like to audition, and after thinking about it for awhile, (couple weeks) I decide not to. It was a big desicion for me to make. It would mean moving away and living in a dorm for my junior and senior years in high school (I'm about to be a sophomore). He's talking excitedly about it constantly on the phone, and how bad he wants to go. He complains about how much he hates St. Charles (the town we live in) and he can't wait to get out of there and go to the High School.
So, several days before he comes home, we're talking on the phone again, and I tell him I made the desicion not to audition. He admits to me that he's having "serious second thoughts, some major doubts" because he misses "home." And, he doesn't want to give up the rest of a normal high school experience (the same reasons I decided not to go).
I'm thinking, well hey, cool, I was upset that I wasn't gonna see him after my sophomore year.
Now he comes back home, I see him the day after he arrives back home, and he's already talking about how badly he wants to leave and go back up to Michigan, and talks excitedly about the Interlochen High School. I said "so you've decided...like...concrete, that you're going to go?" He says "yeah, pretty much." and smiles.
Don't get me wrong, I'm happy for him, and I wish him the best although I'm gonna miss him. However, what nags at me is how I was/am geniunely upset about losing him, I have always considered him such a dear friend. Now, he makes this descision to move off, and makes me realize that I'm not as important to him as he is to me. The reason I say this is because he's made the desicion in a snap basically, had no second thoughts except for about a two day period in the middle. Now, he's decided again, and keeps talking about "how happy he is to leave this town already, he wishes it could be sooner."
Thanks man, I feel so loved.
Facebook
Twitter