Ok, I understand that I haven’t been completely…oh, I don’t know? Accessible? But I thought we were cool, man. Why is it that I haven’t heard about a girl you’ve been dating for the last FIVE YEARS?!?!?
"…Even if I had the power to pull the moon from the sky and place it in the Pacific, I wouldn’t have the same power to make you laugh like he does. I wish you can give me that same kid of love at least but I’ll just be happy with what I got, I guess, ‘cuz anything with you is special in the first place…Remember, my caring for you will never diminish, no matter the time passed. I will miss you for you were a part of my family in Davis and a good friend. I hope the only tears that come from your kind eyes are tears of joy. Goodbye J."
KM. R.I.P. 2011.
Let me just say that I am crying and they’re definitely not tears of joy. I’m sorry for being such a terrible friend. And I thank you for all the little things that you did for me, even if I clearly didn’t deserve it.
The upside of being a pack rat is finding little momentos and pictures from years ago and reminiscing happily about events of the past.
The downside of being a pack rat is what happened to me this weekend. So, we were cleaning out the garage and I was throwing out a bunch of things from Davis, when I came across an email letter print out from a friend I met freshman year. Now, I don’t mean to dredge out things from the past, but reading it now, at this point in my life, has given me a new perspective on the situation. I know what you’re thinking, “Oh, that’s great!” Well, sadly, it’s not. There are some things that I would like to say to this friend and no matter how much I want to re-connect with him, I can’t. Apparently, he died of heart problems three years ago.
So now, what do I do? I thought that maybe I could go to his grave and talk to him that way, but my friend told me that he was cremated and urned…probably at his parents’ or brother’s house. Well, that’s quite awkward. It’s been a good 10+ years.
I am so lost, I don’t even know where to begin and who I can talk to.
OK, I’m sorry. I really need to vent right now and I know this post is going to make me sound hella shallow, but argh, I just to let it out.
So I’m supposed to meet my bestie from Melbourne and his family (it’ll be the first time I would meet his daughter) in Hawaii in September. My mom was supposed to go too. She decides to flake on me and go to Europe with her Aunt and some other people instead. And now I’m super annoyed cuz I don’t have anyone to go and share a hotel room with!
Again, shallow I know. Listen to our “problems”. But sorry, thanks for letting me vent, Tumblr.
I hate being a girl. Why do I read so much into every tiny little thing? I also hate fb and the drama that can ensue. Lol.
On my way back to my office from grabbing lunch today, I saw a guy walking his CAT. His CAT. No joke. It had a blue leash and everything. He even stood by and waited while the cat did a stretch and scratch itself on the sidewalk.
Walked. His CAT.
People is San Francisco are so weird. In Pacific Heights, no less. LOL.
Gaaaaah, everything has been going wrong lately. Is Mercury in retrograde or something? Full moon?
Either way, I hope it ends soon and things get back on the smooth track.