Thursday, March 28, 2002

NEVER WORRY THAT YOU HAVE NOTHING LEFT TO WRITE ABOUT BECAUSE YOU'RE TOO HAPPY

That's my lesson for today, kiddies, as I emerge from hibernating all day. So what's been going on?

I'm not telling you.

Why the secrecy? Because it's not my shit that's hit the fan. All I can say is I'm really dissapointed in someone, but he's still my best friend dammit. Man, you need help. . . you both do. Dave's taking care of another crisis. Rock on for getting it out in the open man.

Otherwise. . . I woke up this morning feeling like puking. Took some dramameine, and slept till 5PM. So here I am, on the other side of complete crisis, rubbing my eyes and going "what the fuck?"

More later. . .

ok, I'm back. There is news that will be spreading around quite quickly about me and another Henry-ite. Yes yes yes. There goes my mad scientist plan to see how long it would take for people to catch on. Oh well. I'm living again, and I'm so glad. And Dave, you are great to be so cool about everything. I wish I could claim to be the same way in a vice-versa situation, but I can't. But that's ok, time will tell on that one. Besides, Alice says I'm a badass, so I must be!

Last but not least: I wanted to thank Dave, Jason, Mary Beth, James, Bill, Adam, Nick, and Brie for being good people.

My heart goes out to our first-years who have been swept up into the soap operas of our lives. They are being strong right off the bat. And James, you're still underclassmen, so I'll lump you in this category.

Jason and Mary Beth suprised me with their help and concern last night, when I needed it most. I'm done judging.

Dave . . . well you know how I feel. He and I have known Sam the longest of anyone on campus, for goodness sake, we've lived with him for 2.5 years. Thanks for understanding, and helping, and defending Sam against the big brothers of 2nd Henry. They mean well, but it wouldn't help.

And Nick: thanks for being there, for being a great person, and reminding me I'm not chopped liver.

You know, in the end, I think life should be counted by the people whose lives you have touched. I look at all that has happened, and I can never be too thankful for my friends. Here's a toast to the people who didn't have to get involved, or get their shoulders all sopping wet with my tears, but did it anyway. You make living worthwhile, and you know I'd do the same for you. In a heartbeat.

Love and sleepy kisses,
-Amber-

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