Bucket List (But Not Mine)

I came back to my room this morning to see a small poster on my roommate's bed. She's got this group of friends (they call each other "fam") and they had created a "Fam Bucket List" of things they want to do in the next four years. It's got all sorts of cute things like skydiving, sneaking into a concert, watch the New Year's ball drop in Times Square, and, at the bottom, really big, it says "GRADUATE."

That's cute. It really is.

And, for the first time, I kind of felt a twang of regret that I don't have friends here close enough to make a bucket list with.

Then again. I'm not looking for friends, honestly. I haven't been actively seeking friends, because I've realized that the best friends are the ones who come naturally. They come to you and you stay together, because you were meant to be together.

I don't try to force friendships. And that's why I'm okay with having like seven friends here at college... I know that freshman year, I'm probably not gonna find life-long friends (though it could happen... though it's not happening, so I'm not worrying about it), and instead of making advances toward finding a friend group, it'll pay off more in the long run if I make advances towards doing things that will actually help my career.

I guess I'm future-oriented? I don't even know if I'm doing this right.

But basically, what I'm wanting to say is that I have like no friends here, and I'm okay with that.