It's so strange how friends come into your life. You have no clue how the relationship will turn out and your impressions of them will change drastically in a matter of seconds. I can say that as I begin my third year of college (it still freaks me out), that I have met some amazing people that I can say will be lifelong friends.

Before I moved, I was slowly getting used to not seeing some of my high school best friends everyday. We were all beginning our life elsewhere and that is a hard thing to transition to enough let alone not seeing your best friend everyday for 6 hours; telling them the latest drama in your life or your newest crush. No, you leave that all behind and though your relationship is still strong with your high school friends, you itch to find something new; someone who you can fall back on when the COLLEGE DRAMA occurs. You usually tell your high school friends about it on the phone later that night, but they're not there to get the full effect, they don't truly understand it, because whether we like it or not, we change in this chapter of our life and it isn't the same as before. It doesn't have the same effect it once had on you.

Anyway, I'm typing this because I just wanted to have some sort of closure in this part of my life. I am sad. Really sad. One of my best friends has just left for Spain and I won't be seeing her for 10 months. I met her in college. It was like yesterday, I remember meeting this beautiful, tall girl with these big blue eyes. I remember thinking, "Why is she talking to me? She is too beautiful to be talking to me?" Then she spoke and I found out she was a major book nerd who had dreams of exploring the city and expanding the depths of her mind in an unknown land just like me. She was loud, hilarious, sarcastic, and poetic. I ended up loving her by the time school started and I knew she was gonna be my best friend. She was there for all the craziness and all the mishaps of my life at SF State. She was there to listen to all my issues and she gave some of the best advice and kindest words that made me get through it all.

My emotions hadn't caught up with the idea that she would be gone until I talked to her last night. After I got off the phone, my heart felt heavy, but in a good way. Don't get me wrong, I was extremely sad but I have faith that we will stay in contact as much as possible. Though I won't be able to live those defining moments with her, I will be there to listen like I high school friend does when we enter college. It won't be the same, but it doesn't matter. When you're close enough as friends, then you'll always feel close to the raw emotions they will share with you; the life changing moments as long as they are willing to explain it to you as if you were sitting on their bed with their pillow close to your chest.

Laura, your purple pillows are close to my chest and I hope to be there listening every part of the way.

As she departs from LA and arrives to Spain, I feel like this will be the best years of our lives. I'm sad. I'm thrilled. I'm happy. I'm proud. I'm glad her dreams are coming true.

Laura Rose Fennell, I love you.