Let me hear you call my name.
 Well, we meet again. I'm Alexa, but you already know that. However, you might call me Lexi, which is cool. Like me, cool that is. I make my own friendship bracelets like it's my job. But it's not. I work at a seasonal restaurant. I have an iPhone and we all know that makes me superior or something. Oh yeah, I'm like 21 or something like that. I love photography and have a Nikon D60... which I don't use. What more could you want from me? Just read. More than words.
You know you love me, too.
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So What Happened to You?
Thursday, March 1, 2012
 So can I ask you what happened to us? I'm so tired of all my friends walking out of my life. The fact that I'm having so much trouble making friends at Stony Brook is making it harder to forget you're just completely ignoring me. Do you remember when we met on the first day of classes? I do. It was like we were instantly friends. We spent at least one day a week together even when we weren't in class. It was nice, it was fantastic. Then you started dating this kid, but at least we were all friends. You seemed happy, we still had a regular hanging out thing. Then summer came, and I warned everyone that I fall off the face of the earth during the summer. So then it all changed, but we were still friends. We still saw each other.  Last summer I invited you out a hundred times to my summer home. I begged you to come. Only one of my friends ever visited me, and I thought with your relationship problems you would come out. But no. Maybe you were busy and I understand that. I could be too. You broke up with your ex and now you're dating this 32 year old. First of all you told me he was 31 when you first talked about him, and then two months later he's 29. Uhh, did he drink an anti-aging potion or something? Now you don't even talk to me. The last time you texted me was December 23, 2011. LAST YEAR! I wished you a Merry Christmas, and nothing. Okay, so you're busy that day; family is over and all that stuff. I invite you out the next day, and I don't expect you to make it, but I expected a "no sorry." I didn't get that. Then January 24, 2012. You don't even wish me a happy birthday. My 21st birthday. You know, the big one that we were waiting for? Were planning for? So thanks. I don't even care that you didn't wish me a happy birthday. I don't expect you to know when it  is, or to remember it off the top of your head. But I didn't get a belated happy birthday. So I stayed silent. I was waiting for you to make the first move. However, I got tired of waiting. I texted you, "now that I'm 21, you should come out to the bar with me tomorrow night." Nothing. Not a god damn thing. No, "Sorry I can't make," or anything. You have successfully ignored me.But oh wait, all through this you could manage to play Words With Friends with me. You had time for that, but not to wish me a happy birthday, a merry christmas, or anything. You're turning out to be a great friend, and it hurts. What happened? My situation hasn't changed. But you must be so caught up in your relationship with a THIRTY-TWO year old, who should be settling down and getting married to be concerned with me. I expected more of you, and you've disappointed me. Photo credits: one two three |
Goodbye.
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