Summer days driftin' away, to uh-oh those summer nights.
I have noticed a cornucopia (haaa, good vocab word) of people starting up new blogs, most of them being OCAC kids. It makes me incredibly glad 'cause it's hard to keep up with each other's lives, but this way, we can just creep each other's thoughts whenever we feel like it.... Or at least I'll just creep your thoughts. This has brought me on multiple trips of reminiscing about those nights on the 4th floor, dance parties, and weekends at Xi Men Ding. Not to mention karaoke, spooningfests, how we thought we were SO FUNNY, and freaking BAWLING OUR EYES OUT. Okay, I don't even want to think about that right now, because I've never gotten that emotional before. I was a rock until you guys turned me into grass jelly. YOU'D THINK I'D BE OVER IT BY NOW, but no. I don't think I'll ever be. The other day, I had a 3-hour long phone conversation with the Amy Ma (AKA, the girl who's name you can spell forwards, backwords, and sideways, my hardest goodbye, my orange juice, the love of my life) and we went through a ridiculously large amount of pictures. It was a walk down memory lane x[morethanIcanhandle]. I would go through any amount of taro hands and five stars to relive that.
"OH MAN, that was a good night."
"Uhhh... EVERY NIGHT was a good night."
I miss that girl A LOT ! You know we've got something special, girl you and meeee~
I remember Kimmi and I made this thing called "The Sad Box." In there, we placed people who had broken hearts, lost love, and douchebags who should feel sad for themselves for sending hate mail over Facebook. By the end of the summer, we had to place ourselves in the Sad Box... 'Cause it was the only place that we could be together.
But, I stand corrected. I've still managed to stick with you guys, outside of the Sad Box. :]
2 comments:
Hmm.
Well, as I said in my previous statement, it has become "the cool thing to do," to create these blogs i suppose? Although I'm like shuttered today, I can't write a blog. How does a rock become grass jelly? Are the two even related? Do explain! Ugh. I need to be in the sad box. I feel sad and lonely right now :(
I'm having a hard time describing what I feel right now, perhaps a mixture between grief and relief?
You were my hardest goodbye too :(
But hey, we're still in touch and I still consider you my soul mate, so I think we're on the right track <3
I liked the part "douchebags who should feel sad for themselves for sending hate mail over Facebook"
HAHA.
I miss everyone. Even the douchebags and Alex Ma!
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