Excited to See my Friends

January 2nd, 2015

I am going back to school on January 5th. On that day, I am going to Starbucks with two of my friends (fun fact: I have never had Starbucks before). Their names are Andrew and Jennifer. I met Andrew in my freshman year of high school. I haven't seen him in a long time because I transferred to a different high school. He is so awkward and unpredictable. On the other hand, I met my best friend Jennifer in seventh grade. She is a great dancer. We had our ups and downs, but we are still best friends to this day. I got to admit I am pretty excited to hang out with them. Well, I guess the main reason is I get to go back to the place I started high school at. There were bumpy roads last year, but I overcame the roadblocks and obstacles in the way. 

Andrew used to like me. When I first met him, I was attracted to him. He was tall, and he had dark hair. I may have started falling for him a little bit but not really because soon enough, he proved me wrong on whom I thought he was. He had a quick changing personality, and he was quite complicated to understand. Jennifer and I got closer because of my car accident. I chose her to be my elevator buddy because she was a good friend at the time. She helped me through that seventh grade year a lot, and we eventually became best friends. Last year, she got mad at me, and so we didn't talk for an extended period of time. We don't go to the same school or anything so it was easy for her to avoid me and not talk to me.  One day in the summer, she messaged me on Facebook. I was just utterly shocked, when I got her message. I was also extremely happy of course. We had so much catching up to do that we ended up talking for eleven hours, instead of going to the movies. 

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                               As always,
                                                Lisa :)

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