Dear diary,
It's soon to be the start of something new. Tomorrow is the first day of Uni and I really cant wait to start. I've taken 2 flights and 3 different bus routes heading towards Gahana University in Vancouver. I never thought I'd be attending any Universities, but a high school teacher had recommended me for a scholarship in Arts. I had never even heard of Gahana University but she had told me it was really great.
AJ, my art teacher from high school, always had this tendency to put me on a pedestal. She may have been my teacher, but she was also a close friend. I remember always running away from my classes and hiding out in hers. She would always welcome my presences and allow me to work on whatever project I was in the middle of. She bought me gifts every once in a while, usually consisting of different art supplies, and I'd buy lunch for us. We would just sit in her class during lunch period and just eat and talk about whatever we had on our minds.
I doubt that I'd be where I am today with my artwork if it weren't for her. She supported every Art Show I was featured in and would praise me for all my projects. If I was feeling upset because I felt like everything with my (current) art project was going wrong, she would sit me down and remind me of all the good that went right with it. I would be curled up, crying, and she would hold me tight and reassure me everything would be okay. She would tap my nose and kiss my head and those days would always end with us getting frozen yogurt and laughing about how ridiculously dramatic I was being once again. I will definitely miss those days.
AJ and I tried our best to stay out of public eyes. People would talk and it just seemed so dumb. Just because she was twice my age and I was just a student, it was basically wrong for us to be friends but we couldn't help it. We had this energy that always seemed to be stronger when we were spending time together.
Night times and weekends were always easier on our friendship. I would spend my weekends sleeping over at her house. We would chat, cook together, watch movies, and basically be ourselves without having to worry about people saying anything. During school hours, we kept our roles as student and teacher, but after hours, we were free to just be. Those nights... I think I'll miss those most of all.
It's been about a month since I've spoken to AJ. Because my parents knew she was my teacher, she wasn't able to come see me off at the airport. After graduation, we made it a point to spend the whole summer together then one month apart so I would be able to spend time with my family and prepare for my trip to Uni. I cried every night during our time together because I knew it was going to be so hard not to be able to just run off to her house whenever I missed her.
Two years of friendship, but there were still so many things left unsaid between us. I don't know how long I'll be able to last in this new place without her. She had always been my sense of security and now.... We're so far away from each other. On our last day together, she gave me this diary with this note attached to it;
"My Sweetest Iris,
No words could explain how much I'm going to miss you.
You've made my simple, quiet life burst with color.
I know it's going to be hard being away from each other,
but just know that I will always be with you in that big heart of yours...
And if you miss me so much that you just cannot bear the pain,
write to me in this diary and I will read it the next time we meet again.
I Love You,
Aj"
I miss her...
