phone calls from hollywood
so i just got a phne call from my friend who is a marine. and it looks like he’s going to get deployed. i try to be supportive of all of this because you know, it’s what he wants to do and everything, but at the same time i’m a little terrified of him going. he’s been away from me now for some time. like i haven’t seen him except for once since may but he says he’ll come back for a few days in december. he also said that he would call me drunk tonight which is something worth looking forward too. blah. i kinda wish that he still just lived over by “the bad” walmart and i could go hang out at his house and do nothing except for feed off of the delicious green bean casserole in his fridge that his roommate made. or make fun of his super-posh couch. he was one of my first friends to grow up enough to get an apartment. he was also a first so many other things and it’s really hard to think about him being out of the country. i’ll just keep trying to tell myself that it’s no big deal because he’s on a different side of the country right now so i hardly get to talk to him. and maybe i’ll learn to be a good letter writer. it could be a good thing. it’s more that i need to learn to be a good letter sender because i never make it to the mailbox with my envelopes. i found a letter to him from his last bootcamp that i’d been using as a bookmark. if i remember right, the idea was that i would remember to send it because i’d be using the bookmark, but as it turns out this is not what happened.. and i just stopped reading the book. AUGH. i remember crying in Beatty’s class about this last semester. and now i’m just sad about it. But i came to accept it long ago. though i just kept hoping that all these boot camps and specialty camps would keep him from actually going to do the real thing. keep praying, please.