Here is my post about my good friend Blake (Charlie).
Some may say we have an unlikely friendship, and they might be right. He's different than the friends I've posted about already, and the ones I'll post about later. If you look closely, most of them are friends that know everything about me. Although he probably doesn't know that much about me, nor do I know too much about him, he's been a great friend through the years.
When we first acknowledged each other in 8th grade, I'm not going to lie. I didn't like him for the most part. That's because our friendship has always been reminiscent of siblings and play fighting. I didn't really like that sort of thing. Why? I don't know maybe because I'm EXTREMELY ticklish and I didn't like the surprise of being tickled in the middle of a hug >.< (I had to get used to that over time because people don't stop ticking me until they get hurt -_____-). ANYWAY. I disliked that. No shame. And well there was teasing and other stupid things...but you probably get the picture.
By the time I transferred out of my middle school that became a high school after freshman year I guess our play fights calmed down. That was getting close to a risky back surgery he was getting closer to. He has a back problem that made his spine curve forwards and in that effect, it was crushing the organs in his ribcage. The surgery was meant to straighten out his back with the help of steel/metal (some sort of thing like that) rods. We talked on the phone way more. We hung out in a group of our middle school friends way more and blah. But one specific time I appreciate a hell of a lot was Valentine's Day that year.
For those of you who don't know, Valentine's Day is my favorite holiday. And that one was especially anticipated by me. Why? That was the first one I was actually in a relationship with someone. I was excited for a while for what my boyfriend and I would do that day but unfortunately, my boyfriend at the time wasn't able to spend the day with me because of a family thing. Of course I wasn't (and I'm still not) angry with him. I wasn't his fault or anything, something just came up. So, the night before Valentine's Day when I spoke to Blake he asked what my boyfriend and I would be doing. After I told him what happened he told me that he wouldn't let me sit alone all day at home and he went to find out what our other friends are doing (since Valentines Day fell on a Saturday anyway) and we could all possibly hang out.
Sure enough, he did. And we all ended up going to the movies, seeing Friday the 13th (the reboot that year) and just having a fun time all day. That is something I'll appreciate forever. Even after a lot of stupid things he says to make fun of me or any stupid jokes I'm always going to care about him like an older brother.
After his back surgery a few weeks later, I made it a point one Saturday to visit him. That was such a difficult day to get stuff done. So. I was going to go and do my hair because it was just that weekend that it needed to happen. I don't know what was wrong with that beauty salon but I was there from when it opened at 9am till when I FINALLY left after sunset because they are beyond stupid (I've stopped going there by the way). Honestly, doing my hair isn't an all day thing. They just had no sense of keeping customer loyalty.
In any event, I made it a point to get over there no matter how late it was just because I wanted to see that he was alright. When we went to see him, I picked up 2 of our friends because they were worried as well. And when we go to his room I can't possibly tell you how great it was to see him doing so well. His back was finally straightened out. And now he was actually taller than me (I was and still am around 5'6''-5'7'' and a half) thanks to the surgery. To me, its one thing to hear he was okay and everything went well than to see it for yourself. Sure. I could have waited for him to come home from the hospital and heal a bit more. But to me, there was some sort of urgency that I just wanted to see for myself that he was okay as soon as possible. I'm happy I did :).
I guess over time I didn't see him as much a while after that. Not that I dislike him or anything. There were a few times that my phone numbers changed. There were also a few situation changes that caused us to to see each other a much. He did leave the city for college and all that. In all honesty, I wish him the best in every positive thing he does. He's a great person as much as I don't go and tell him that all the time (well I guess he'll know now :) ...). I think of that winter during sophomore year as one of the best winter's I've had because of all the times we were all together in that small time frame. It was great seeing him yesterday (even though he pulled a rib tickle on me >.<). Reflecting on some prior conversations that he probably doesn't remember because of his pain medicines and such, he probably told me some important things about myself, and my situation at the time that I didn't recognize until now. I'm thankful for that nonetheless.
And in the future, I just hope we don't have too many more unmarked gaps of time in between.
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