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Friday, June 08, 2012
Tuesday, June 05, 2012
sometimes..
sometimes i wish i can just say this to people..
that s/he is just "somebody that i used to know."
but i'm not brave enough, nor is it really necessary.
but i really wish i can say it because i want some people to know..
that i don't care about them anymore,
that they can't hurt me anymore,
that they don't mean anything to me anymore.
but like a scaredy-cat, i refrain and i hide,
hoping that my absence from the virtual world will help them forget who i am.
or maybe, it's the other way around.
i want to forget about them.
i just want him/her to be..
gone.
that s/he is just "somebody that i used to know."
but i'm not brave enough, nor is it really necessary.
but i really wish i can say it because i want some people to know..
that i don't care about them anymore,
that they can't hurt me anymore,
that they don't mean anything to me anymore.
but like a scaredy-cat, i refrain and i hide,
hoping that my absence from the virtual world will help them forget who i am.
or maybe, it's the other way around.
i want to forget about them.
i just want him/her to be..
gone.
Saturday, June 02, 2012
my friend, emory
on one beautiful sunday afternoon while having lunch with church people, i made fun of my soon-to-be friend for wearing a very bright pink cardigan although he fruitlessly argued that it was green, not pink (talk about being color-blind). from then on, we became really good friends. mind you, it may have been a little rude on my part for teasing him since it was only my second time meeting him and he was also the new kid in town. but it's ok; to this day, he argues that no one can hurt him since he "has no feelings." however, i don't think i believe him since he hasn't worn his pink cardigan ever since that one beautiful sunday afternoon, haha. well anyway, our friendship, based solely on ridicules and insults, blossomed in mid-may (about four weeks ago) and as much as i deny it in front of him and everyone else, i can honestly say that i consider this arrogant, overly confident, flashy-colored-dressed, very unique, and crazy boy to be one of my dearest brothers.
i am still so amazed by how quickly our friendship grew and how much pain i've suffered from laughing soo much with and at him. i didn't expect to become friends so quickly with someone as loud and annoying as him (jk), but God's timing is so perfect. this boy from another state who came to SD for less than 3 months could not have come into my life at a better time.
emory, i know you're going to read this. because this entry is about you. and with that big head of yours, you'll of course want to read anything that remotely mentions you. so here you go, emory. you're on your way home today and i just wanted to say... thankyou for being you :)
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