Everything Pink

Julia's leaving Atlanta on Saturday. Moving to Boston.

One perk of being someone who moves a lot is that I am not really effected when I go to other people's going away parties. I mean - when I have only lived in a place for a short amount of time, it doesn't really bother me if someone else gets up and leaves it.

With Julia, it's a little different. To me, Julia is just a gigantic part of Atlanta.
I definitely remember her being friendly and talking to me as I first came into the Atlanta scene back in 2004. I have this distinct memory of going to watch an indoor soccer game (potentially before I had even moved to Atlanta), having her come up and talk to me, and being surprised/excited that she even knew who I was. :)

If I wanted, I could probably post a million different, "remember when..." stories. I lived with Julia longer than I've ever lived with anyone, and i feel like of all of my friends, she and I have perhaps done the most growing together - learning how to understand each other, support each other, and not kill each other. :)

I think in many ways it won't really hit me that she's gone til I want someone to do a track workout with in a few weeks. Or I want someone to drink a very girly drink with, without being slightly ashamed about drinking it. Or I want to have a night of totally vegging out on the couch watching very bad tv. Or maybe when I just want to have a good crying session and have a shoulder to lean on and a sympathetic face to look at me like my issues are actually important. it's going to be hard to be in atlanta without her.

But I am really psyched for her, for the opportunity to try something new, to find a niche. I think it's going to be great, and I can't wait for her to enjoy it and then move back home after one nasty boston winter! :)