There was a girl who lived in my neighborhood.
We did everything together during the 2 months of summer
Every week night and during the weekend, when we get home, we would call each other and walk, play tennis or sing karoakee at her house. We talked about boys, philosophy, Christianity and family. She introduced me to her favorite pop music and hip pop songs. She got me addicted to Beyonce's Baby boy, and Jesse McCartney's beautiful soul. We would walk along the neighborhood sidewalks everyday and just hang. We would exchange advice and philosophy about each other's lives.
She had such an easy-going personality and she was so curious and knowlegable about everything in life that her contagion changed me in a way that I probably didn't even realize later. She meant a lot more to me than she would think. She was also nerdy, like me. We would talk about the news, about Michael Jackson, about the entertainment, about Academics, about classes and about our shared morals. We would laugh about our laziness and our masculinity, the fact that we put on the first thing we see in the mornings and sometimes go out without brushing our hair. We cooked together on rare occasions and watched half of Borat.
I thought we had at least a week left.
But yesterday, Saturday, she told me that she was going to leave today, Sunday.
And today is Sunday. She is no longer in my neighborhood when I came back from church.
She is moving in to West Georgia, her name is Xu Tong. she is a freshman this year.
As I came home, I felt that something special stayed with me because of the time we spend together.
But my heart felt so hollow and empty as i stepped inside. Maybe it was the fact that we saw each other everyday during the summer.
I wish her the best time in college. She sounded so excited as I was helping her pack for college. I felt aged, suddenly. or maybe just sentimental.
She's kind of like the only person my age that I know in my neighborhood.
I guess I would still see her on the weekends, but i don't know if our friendship would be the same, and I wished that there were no partings in life sometimes. I think I am scared of her growing up, in a way.
IT's hard to having seen someone everyday for a very long time and then having to loose them.
We told each other nearly everything, and none of us had to fear of being judged by the other person.
I went to her house everyday to chill. She parents were just as easy going as she was. They showered us with watermelons, snacks and other things all the time. her dad would drive us to the tennis courts and join in the games.
She wanted to loose weight, and I loved everything about sports, so our workouts were conducted on a daily basis. She was also really humble. I felt so down to earth with her. It was as though that we were two old easily content lady just peacefully going through life together, amist a frenzy, calculating, material world.
I feel ridiculously lonely at this moment. Sometimes I think that loosing a really close friend is a lot worse than loosing a boyfriend, because friendships are so platonic. Friendships are not based on appearances, or lust, or desires, or anything that requires a lot of brain cells. It's hard to suddenly loose someone very close who lived 30 seconds away and who you see on a daily basis. Maybe i'm just plain sentimental at times. She was just a little kid like me deep down. But i didn't want to grow up, and she was excited about everything that represented new opportunities and challenges.
I hope that God bless her in her endeavors.
