I’m at the airport waiting for my flight to Tampa. My parents will meet me in Tampa in about 14 hours, and we’ll drive down to Sarasota. This will be a good day.
In the meantime, this is my first experience blogging on my iPhone.
Forgive me for any typing mishaps.
Last night I stayed at an airport hotel. It takes the stress out of the morning you travel. But the past couple of times I’ve done this, I’ve been comfy in my hotel room texting and emailing him. It felt kind of weird not to.
Which is just one of the reasons I am so grateful for my friend Ellie.
Ellie and I met in kindergarten. She was the kid who bit people.
We weren’t in the same class again until we were eleven when we rebonded over a shared love of horses and clarinet.
Everyone got cool around us. And when we were 15, 16, 17 and other kids were going out drinking and even clubbing, Ellie and I spent Saturday nights in coffee shops drinking hot chocolate. Or at home with a pizza. Constantly telling ourselves that we, “wouldn’t have it any other way.”
We went to different universities, but rebonded the year after graduation over a shared love of Tiger Beer and dancing on tables.
When I moved to London, Ellie was the first friend to come and visit. Nine years later, and 27 years since we met, Ellie is still the person who makes me laugh the hardest. She went through a rough breakup a couple of years ago and has been a great support to me recently.
But sadly she’s in Glasgow and I’m in London.
So, on X Factor nights, we text along. It’s just like having her there on my sofa with me.
Last week James Arthur (last year’s X Factor winner) was on the show promoting his new song, ‘You’re Nobody Til Somebody Loves You’.
Ellie texted me, “Well, he sure knows how to kick you when you’re down.” True story.
So last night, although Ellie was actually out during the X Factor, I had her texts for company. Even helping me to choose a sandwich for dinner and congratulating me on adding same wasabi peas.
I also had texts from my friend Kate. And Wedding Boy, who has reappeared.
There’s no question: I am unlucky in love.
But when it comes to friends, I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Pizza of Doom 
i feel the same way with my best friend! we may not be party animals on the weekends, but i wouldnt have it any other way because we work so perfectly together! theyre good company and help make you forget sometimes that you are unlucky in love!
If there is one good thing out of this whole ordeal it’s my friends. Definitely needed their support and they have been fantastic. So glad you have someone like your friend, we all need someone like that in our lives! Enjoy Florida and find some peace dear!
P.s. for some odd reason I havent been following you. My blog on my phone must be doing weird things.