so shes gone again. Washinton DC stole her for the weekend, Its quiet, its lonely- great time for introspection. I guess.
Moya has about 200 friends(exagerration but not really)- thats about 195 more than i do. I've never had many friends, i usually pick up maybe 1 or two good ones whenever i move. Moving to Atlanta proved to be interesting. In a 4 year college with 2000 other black women. A bit overwhelming.
So in January of 2005, I wandered into her room like a stray dog looking for some company. I knew her only as the girl who had been nice to me at lunch despite my ackward attempts at small talk. She invited me in and we talked and i knew i had a friend...
So i had one whole friend. I was happy. And besides, with my one friend i had already met 50% of my friend quota.
time went by, i went from being nobody to 'that girl whose always with Moya'. Her friends had their suspicions about me...(um moya, who is this girl and does she actually talk??)... A few befriended me- like Alysia. Some were just nice to me out of politeness. But they were still and always will be, her friends. I have never consdeed her friends to necessarily be my friends but sometimes being around all the time them gives me the illusion that they are.
I guess what im trying to say is that when moya leaves, its like she takes all her friends with her. Like the Verizon network. And sometimes i get lonely. Like today when the phone never really rang, exceptmy mom. I sat and watched some tv, ate and thought about the 4 friends i really have and called them.
theres no point to this blog entry except to say that i really miss her. and that i need to make some friends- though im not really great at it. When i asked moya how to make friends, she laughed her usual gentle laugh and replied, 'well you can start by answering your phone when one of them calls you'.'and if by chance you actually talk to them, stop putting the phone on speaker and saying uh huh every 7 seconds while watching tv'
really moya..that easy?
ain't no sunshine when she's gone/ and she's always gone too long/anytime she goes away
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Uhm Alii, I'm your friend. And I dug you whether Moya was around or not. You were that skinny girl who can't hold a drink!
Needless to say.. MWUAHAHAHAHA I got to hang with her this weekend!
just what i was about to say...
ya know i used to be like that--kind of a loner with not a lot of friends. i got over it. life moves too fucking fast to be alone. it's nice to say hello to folks. and answer your phone--it's really not scary. :-) friends are a good thing to have, i swear. i hope you start making them soon and learn to grow out of your shell.
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