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Jul 11, 2005 12:02

holidays arn't as much fun as they used to be. my friends all have full time jobs and look down on me still at school. sarah before you start i havn't been abel to tell them what for, cause i hardly ever see them ( Read more... )

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dela July 11 2005, 13:33:04 UTC
I'm so sorry. I'm creditless and I was down the coast at the 'Losik family reunion'. So I didn't get your message til I was heading home because there's no service.

I'm so sorry.

I know I suck at calling but it doesn't mean that I love you any less. It just means that I'm crap. You mean so much to me. SO much. I love you and I can't see my life without you in it... confusing me about cars and cuddling me and making me who I am.

And at the grad, I was talking to sarah when your name was called... hence the apology afterwards at the thing where we ate... didn't think to mention that did you punk? *small smile*

I'm lost without you, and I just want you to know that, and that you are one of my closest friends. I kick myself thinking that you were at frannies for so many years and I didn't get to know you then.

*so much love*

your Ani

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bebopblahface July 12 2005, 10:51:38 UTC
dude- no one cheered me at the grad; i remember that because they were pissed at me for apparently sleeping with someone that wasnt my boyfriend. i went home after instead going to any parties because i was convinced that even for that day i had lost all of my friends.

looking back on it, hawker kinda went to shit after the formal. thats just my view. i think we all put all of those precious memories into a glass jar to protect our image of what hawker was, when really, thise few fucking awesome moments few just shrouded in a lot of shitty ones.

but dont take my word for it- i'm just an ex-drama student. sigh.

hope you had a nice break. i didnt. all that whining about working all the time has put things into perspective when you dont work have no money and spend more time than is nessecary picking the lint out of your belly button.
love you, call me when you have credit/money and we shall hit the town like the hip whiteys that we are.
love Lee/Sarah

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