Friday, November 28, 2003

*Salute to Alonzo Mourning, the only man (on the Eastern Conference) who's team tried to stand up to the mighty Jordan-led Bulls. Get better.


~i used to care so much. then i persuaded myself that maybe i shldnt care. and that worked for a while. but the truth has an insidious way of coming back out. so i went back to caring. only problem is, i'm not very good at things sometimes. so i made more GODDAMN FUCKING MISTAKES than i should have. but nah its not 'that' that im worried about. that's old news. havent you heard? :) so it went on, and the end of year hols started. and for some reason i thought something happened. whatever. and now it seems like we're worlds apart. can it be that the only link was school? but walking around like zombies surely cant be much of a basis for a friendship right? and yet i thought there was the.... hmmmm... possibility (?) for something that'd last. at least i sure as hell wanted to be friends with you for the rest of my life. one of those ones where they end up somewhere, sitting on a porch when they're like 80 years old, ugly as a cow's ass (:D assuming of course we arent that ugly now) shooting the shit and just talking abt the good/bad/VERY old days.


*i woke up in a dream today

speaking of dreams, last night was a weird one! very weird indeed. y'noe how they say you dream abt things u've been thinking of a lot? well its true. at least 2/3s true. the last person i have NO IDEA what she was doing in it. but it was a very very sweet dream. funny how it was about *you and *you! kinda freaky really.
looooooooong conversation, very comfortable (cept for some bizarre part abt Hawaii). felt just like the best parts of 2003.


is it true that not seeing people for a coupla weeks deteriorates the friendship? some people say yes, and some people say "absence makes the heart go fonder". personally i think "absence makes the heart go wander" is more like it in a relationship. but for a friendship? maybe maybe not.


oh well.


^i'm a ball of pain wound very tightly around an inner core of remembered bliss. if those memories could be brought back the pain would explode and disappear like so much cobwebs.

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