My Will

I love Hayden so much. She's just an awesome friend and I don't know what I'd do without her. Despite the whole pining for each other only to miss our chances and making harder for ourselves. Hayden is just amazing.

Tonight we went and did the usual. Coffee. I swear its the only thing we ever do together and if we do something different we have to end with coffee. But I love it. Its so peaceful so...I don't know...its so us I guess. Anyway I pick her up and we chat about our lives. How her mom is doing with her cancer, how her job sucks and how she's put her two weeks notice in. I just see how much she has changed and how much she hasn't. Hard to describe. She's changed in ways like she understands what having a job is like and how much most of them suck. And having to deal with stupid people. Dealing with a mom that's sick and how she's handling it and everything. But she's still the girl who makes me laugh at stupid T.V. shows and makes me mix CDs just because.

This hang out was different because we went through the recap of our lives fairly quickly. Usually that takes most of the evening but we finished early. I bought chai tea for the first time instead of my usual ice carmal. It was ok. I'm not a big tea person so I don't know what to think about that. Anyway after the recap and the laughing at my stupid mistakes we started talking about other stuff.

It felt so much like old times when I was complaining about Harry Potter and how I could never bring myself to read the last two books. Hayden gives me this look and tells me that I should read them like a mother tells her kid to eat his veggies. And I tell her that it just got too morbid and to unrealistic for a fantasy book. But I hit on some of the good points but she's not pacified. I tell that I'll attempt to read them and she smiles and says I better. And we had a good laugh about hilariously terrible shows and a nice conversation about books.

We talked about school and how we'll be debating who has it worse at college. Before I walk her to the door she gives me another mix CD. If I had never met Hayden my music libriary would seriously be lacking. I smile and hug her and immediately start thinking of songs to put on her CD because I have to make her one for this one. We hug and she sighs and we both realize we don't want to go home just yet. We want to waste some more time not living in the real world and having to deal with life, but she walks in and I tuck the CD in my pocket. When I get home I put it in my laptop. I'm listening to it now and I'm on track fourteen and its been great so far.

Well I'm going to go back to my conversation with *classie*. Night.

Rocking out to the music,

Icarus