Chelle Has BEDA-Block

What is BEDA-Block? Pretty much the same thing as writer's block, only BEDA based. I have certainly learned something this year, and that is NOT to do BEDA on two different blogs. I am OUT of topics! So maybe I'll just talk about Ally, myself, and our longtime friendship.

I can say I'm oddly melancholic right now because summer program is over and in little more than a week school will start. This means Ally and I will not be seeing each other everyday. Now, I know it isn't like she is moving across country or anything, but it will be a pretty big change. For the last six weeks we have spent every week day together, which hasn't happened since we worked at the library together. During the school year we tend to lose track of each other. We talk every day either via text or AIM, and last year it got to where she would call me a few days a week after school so we could just decompress. But that isn't the same as SEEING each other. We tried hard but with work, families, and her boyfriend, it was hard to get together a lot. So I'm really hopeful that this coming year we can do a better job of SEEING each other. I know it sounds silly. I know people who don't see their best friends like ever really, but it's hard for us. We have known each other since we were in fifth grade, which is when Ally moved to Wytheville. We became close friends in high school, and got extremely close in our junior year. We spent our first two years of college at community college together, taking most every class together or should I say passing notes and skipping to go buy magazines? That was probably what cemented our friendship. It has had its ups and downs. We have had small fights and HUGE fights, which have resulted in us not speaking for YEARS. However, we have loved each other for a LONG time, and we always overcome the bad stuff.

I can't think of a single bad thing that I have dealt with since I was sixteen that Alissa wasn't there for. My grandmother's death, being locked out of my dad's father's house in the blazing heat, my granddaddy dying, The Big, Bad Breakup, deciding to quit my first real job...she's been there for it all. She is the person who told me that my first real boyfriend was seeing someone in town while I was away at college, even though at that point we hadn't spoke to each other for almost two years. She is my family. She's more than my best friend, and honestly even through the petty crap we deal with, I'm glad I have her.

Wow...sappiest blog post EVER! Obviously I shouldn't blog when I am full of ennui.