Old Friends, New Victims.

The holidays are a merry time, I mean I’m not really one for reindeer sweaters, but gotta love candy canes and snow days. I know it’s only early December but the semester is wrapping up and I can’t help but wonder where the time went. It feels like just yesterday I unpacked my jean shorts. Well, jean shorts are officially out of season, but good news is snowsuits and parkas are in. Aka- perfect way to hide the Christmas cookie food baby. 

All the new friends I’ve made this year have really got me thinking about some oldies but goodies. And by oldies I mean friends from way back when. I won’t name names but there are some precious gems in the bunch. And now I’ve got to make a confession. I social media stalk them all. 

It’s not that I’m obsessed with them. I promise. I don’t know their college addresses or their bra sizes. I just wonder what they’re up to and I want to stay connected to their lives, even if I’m not really on their radars anymore.

Some friendships have an experation date– two crazy drama filled girls fall in love, one kisses the other’s boyfriend, bla bla bla, insert girl-fight here. None of these friendships were even close to that. Most of them faded because of distance and time, some I have no idea how we fell out of step. And as I make new friends and am forced to put myself out there for the first time in years, I’m kind missing some of my relationships that fell through the cracks. 

Why so reminiscent, J? This is soooo sad, how did you let this happen? Why don’t you just text them? Because I didn’t realize how valuable human connections were at the time. For some reason I let those friendships die to the point that I don’t know if I could text them anymore. It would probably be a super weird and awkward conversation. Something straight from the “Broken-up Couple” chapter. But it’s totally not my fault that I wonder what it would’ve been like to keep growing up with them.

Some of them have pretty freaking great lives now. I would’ve loved to visit them at college and get an earful of their new friend group gossip. But the past is the past and nothing is harder than rekindling a flame that’s been out for a while (I’ve never built a fire so I’m not totally sure, but I imagine). Basically this me saying I’m never unfollowing you because I guess there’s always some part of me that wants to be some kind of involved in your lives. Even if it’s just a like every now and then. I promise not to comment any old Facebook statuses (resurfacing is the woooorrrssttt) and I’ll try my hardest not to like ancient Instagrams. But keep me updated, because I still care.

And if you social media stalk me back, then maybe we should get lunch sometime and catch up. 


Stuck in my head: Welcome to Your Life // Grouplove
Snap it: somewhere in DC

When I say victims I mean social media stalking victims. I am not coming to kill you, I swear on chokers and bagels. 

Call Me an Honorary (insert Michigan’s mascot here)…

Live, love, Terps. All the way, baby. But I’ve gotta say… Michigan is pretty cool (literally and figuratively). This past weekend I took a little trip in time and lived it up with WJ Poms legend, Rachel (aka Rallen), and my main squeeze, Amanda_Stacy144, just like it was junior year and I was taking a break from SAT studying. Beyond being extremely excited to see the two people who understand every struggle I’ve ever faced, I was eager to get a look inside Amanda’s new life. Sorority, tailgating, restaurant hopping- new friends, new scene. I got to live it all and here’s how it went…

Day 1 in the Tundra: Let’s hit the highlights: I learned a wonderful lesson from my Uber driver about his past failed business ventures and how printer technology is a difficult field to break into. I developed a best friend crush on Amanda’s roommmate, Julia (please keep meeting stalker boys on the bus and cyberbullying Spoon accounts). I ate some salmon and salad at a cute little Italian place with Ral, Amandy, & friends from the floor (Courtney and Madi- you guys are perfect, never change.) We were serenaded with the Michigan fight song by the entire restaurant & an old person accapella group. Just so you know, they were not drunk, they were singing by choice. Michigan Alumni, am I right? Meal one ranked a 8/10 on the Holy Crap I Can Never Eat the Dining Hall Food Again Scale (HCICNEDHFA Scale), which is above a 5 so that’s pretty good food right there. Night time = Zeta (Amanda’s sorority) outdoor social themed 80s In Aspen. I wore a turtle neck sweater because it was 38 degrees and in 38 degrees themes are not my priority. The night ended with campus famous “feta bread” and a snuggley, too short, sleep in Amanda’s bed (feta bread was only a 6/10 on the HCICNEDHFA Scale, sorry Manders!)

Day 2 in the Tundra: Game Day the Mich Way! I’m going to summarize today in a series of phrases. Navy and Maize. Shivering. 9 miles of walking. Beer in my hair. Best sandwich I’ve ever had (Gbless Amer’s. 10/10 on the HCICNEDHFA Scale. Enter dreams of “The Georgia Reuben” and nightmares of the creepy old man that hit on me there). Napping. Exhausted giggle fest. Big Sean concert. I love Amanda and Rachel. BFC on Julia grows stronger. I found a bag of candy corn. 

Day 3 in the (slightly warmer) Tundra: Only needed 1 jacket today! Rachel and I went to breakfast at the famous Sava’s Restaurant where the floors were gorgeous and the food was even prettier (9/10 on the scale). Update: fried french toast should be called funnel cake on steriods. After some shopping I spent the rest of the day doing homework because it’s college. Not my college, but still college. Ended the day with pizza and candy corn (6/10 for the pizza, 10/10 for the candy corn #weakness) & woke up to Amanda taking pictures of me sleeping (I am an adorable sleeper so I don’t know what you’re going to do with those).

Overall, I was super sad to leave Michigan & even sadder that I had to wake up at 5:45 am to make my flight. I definietely didn’t fall in love with cold weather and the trek from central campus to Amanda’s dorm on North but it made me nostalgic and sad to think that my best friend has a new life that I’m not really part of anymore. I’m not being dramatic, I am obviously still important to her and we are still very much in each other’s lives, but she has things/does things that I don’t know and for the first time, it’s okay that I don’t know. College does that. I don’t really like it, but I have to live with it. Of course I’m selfish and wish that I slept in the bed next to hers (watch out Julia, I’ll be back), but out of all the possible scenarios I am happiest leaving her knowing how perfect Michigan and her friends are for her there. 

Thank you for an amazing weekend, I should probably Google what your mascot is since I am now a “Michigan Friend” & have a t-shirt to prove it.


Stuck in my head: Will You Love Me Forever? // Margo and the Nuclear So And So’s
Snap it: Sava’s Restaurant // Ann Arbor

Shoutout to Julia, Courtney, & Madi- you guys are troopers. Sorry I exposed Amanda’s weirdest self. Good luck getting the baby voice to stop. Peace, love, tracking pee. 

Rachel- gbless your photo & friendship skills. I know you don’t read these, but maybe one day you’ll see this. You hate hugs, but I am sending you a virtual one right now. 1, 2, 3… sent! 

Amandastacy_144- See you soon, text you sooner. Don’t be a stranger. Ever. Or I will probably end up dead. Thanks for making my big life decisions and writing my text messages for me. One last thing- “Why you do dat?” (All of this was written in baby voice and should be read in baby voice)