So my mom has been here this weekend. I think I have been the happiest and most content that I have been in a long time. I am kind of dried up as far as semi-interesting things to blog about. Not much time to ponder quirky thoughts when trying to spend quality time with a person you don't see very often.
I get so jealous of the girls whose moms live close by. They get to see their moms whenever they want, and their moms can even babysit. I almost kind of resent them, and sometimes don't like them. Why? Because they have what I want. Isn't that terrible? What kind of person am I?
I'll tell you what kind of person I am. I am a person who needs deep meaningful friendships in a place where I don't have my mommy nearby and no friends who I can call when I'm crying. I am making friends, and there are people here that I like-- but time is what makes friendships close, and I haven't been here that long. Okay, I am stopping now. I'm starting to depress myself. Can you hear the tiny violins?
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What a load of spam that sounds like. I'm glad you had fun with your mommy. I miss mine too.
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