Maybe he's just a little too sensitive

So after feeling like crap for a day or so. I'm back to my old semi-chipper self. I was feeling a little moody since last Monday night after leaving SF, I guess it was just starting to hit me that San Jose wasn't my town anymore and I couldn't go out and see my friends on a whim. My mom asked me today if I regretted moving out here. I said I didn't; but I just wish that either my friends were out here, or that I was closer to my friends. *sigh* I like it out here, except for the heat I prefer colder weather (even San Jose was too hot). I just wish that my mom would quit telling me that I can always move back every time I talk about the weather or what I am missing (especially since I can't move back at all and I'm not so sure I want to move). I guess I'm starting to worry again about my friends disappearing. It happened after elementary school, I didn't have too many to lose in junior high so thats a wash, but it did happen again after high school, and I guess with that running record I'm afraid its inevitable that it will happen again. I don't know why though, I been here only a month and have been in contact with my friends from college more often than the two years after graduating from high school. I mean my best friend marskid didn't even tell me he moved out until a month into college, on top of that his cell number changed so I couldn't even get a hold of him. Thats how close I came to losing my best friend!! Then I get out here and my best friend calls me everyday it seems like, my friend Monique, who I met randomly on a bus, emailed me saying how board she is without me, and Susan (who told me she'd rather not leave her dorm and dislikes most people, stupid ones specifically) spent the whole day with me when I was in town and is/has been planning to send me a postcard (whether she actually sends it is another matter entirely, its the thought that counts). I don't know if I should feel special that she was willing to take time to spend with me (especially since she not only offered to come down and visit me if I wanted to see other friends; but also had an unstarted paper due the next day). However, I do, as she said I should in an email, feel privileged to have her as a friend ( more so as she claims I'm one of the few people she made friends with at De Anza). So I guess after writing that all down, it does look pretty unlikely any of them will just up and disappear (at least without saying something first); but I guess thats why I worry they will leave.

On another note, maybe its a good thing Monique never gave me her live journal link, so far I have read two friends' live journals and only seem to get depressed after reading them =P. I wish I could not care about other people sometimes, but I guess its ok that I care about my friends, right? Misanthropy sounds great sometimes but I think I need people (at least my friends) too much, strange considering my experiences in middle and elementary school. Oh well, I guess sometimes you just have to trust (or at least deal with them) people even if you can't stand most of them. Wow there are a lot of parentheses in this entry. Thank goodness I'm not an English major.