Friends, Montana Part III

Okay so I started working at McDonalds. I worked 40 hours a week and mostly during the day. At first there wasn't anything real exciting about it. But like any job, you get used to it and start to talk to people and get to know them. The friendships I started at McDonalds were great. After awhile we started to party together and I have to say this is probably the thing I miss THE MOST! Thomas, Garrett, Amanda, Heather, Scottie, everyone, I love you and we had the best time ever! The summer ended, and the short Montana fall began. Life was pretty good. I was hanging out with all my new friends a lot. Parties at Clint and Pennie's had to be the best though. We drank Captain Morgan, and did whatever. But when Wayne was home ah man, bring out the Crown Royal.
I have to say that Wayne was one of my best friends there. He was a great guy. We texted every single day, and pretty much fell asleep texting each other. We played a game that we just called, "yours." He asked me random questions, normal questions, and life questions and I asked back. We learned a lot about each other. Wayne was always there for me whenever I had a question about anything. I called him when I was having problems with my roommate, his brother, and I called him other times just because I was bored. So when Wayne came to Bozeman, we had a blast all the time. I loved the guy, not in that way, as a friend. We went on a few adventures together, my favorite was when he took me up towards the reservoir and we played around with my camera. It makes me so sad right now because that film didn't turn out. Walmart ruined it. If I could have anything from the time Wayne and I spent together I wish I had that roll of film back. Wayne also took me home one time. He was going to visit his fiance in Grand Forks, so Wayne brought me to Fargo where my mom and dad picked me up. That trip was great, I wish I would have taken pictures. We played a game where we had to try and pronounce the names of the towns. Since then everytime I drive by a sign and I don't know the real name of the town I think of him. One time Wayne was staying at our house, I had to go to class, but Wayne was texting me the whole time. He was bored and I told him to get out my paints and paint something. He's not the artistic kind of guy, but I was happy to come home and see what he painted. I would give anything to have that painting, anything!
Syd and I also became really close. We hung out a lot, and usually went for drives when we needed to vent about anything in our lives. Everytime I listen to Blue October's album, Foiled I am instantly brought back to those moments when we went for one of our drives. We did crazy stuff together. We dyed each other's hair, went to Walmart for no reason at all, and once we even came back from Walmart with a Creepy Crawlers oven thing and made bugs.
Pennie, I think she would have been an older sister figure to me. She is one of the coolest people I have ever met. She taught me to crochet one day. I still to this day have not finished what I started with her, but I have made other projects and finished them. Pennie was always there for me to talk to. Her and Clint are two of the most understanding people that I have ever met. Pennie is a great photographer, and she spent a day with me going out and taking pictures.
Clint, an older brother figure to me, was great. He was smart, and was always there when Wayne wasn't to help me with the issues with Scott. Sitting out on the deck talking to him was always fun. I remember one time he came out to talk to me just as I sat in a camping chair that happened to be full of rain water. Oops. Great times.
Sometimes I really wish that I had stayed in Bozeman. Thinking about the fun times I missed out on with these guys makes me sad. I hope one day I can go back and visit and we will have just as much fun as we did those few months that we hung out.
And so summer ended, fall ended and so did a lot of things. Wayne stopped talking to me on Thanksgiving Day and didn't talk to me for months. Whenever he came to Bozeman I didn't know about it and I was never invited to hang out. Why, you may ask? I never ever got a real answer. Wayne's fiance broke up with him and from what I heard from the others was that Wayne felt that he was talking to me and a few of his other close girl friends so much and wasn't concentrating on his own relationship. I was crushed. So that was the end of that. Wayne was crushed and I was crushed by not being able to be there for him. To be continued...