Josc: Dude, we should have gotten a paper to write down how many times they say Tamahome in this show...
Me: At least it isn't Inuyasha. *shivers*
A “Eulogy”
One of my dear friends passed away a few months ago, a few days after my 18th birthday to be exact. I was planning on inviting her to my birthday…I just never got the chance to get a hold of her.
Little to my knowledge she died a mere 17 days later…
I met her sometime in the 6th grade, and we had remained friends through out junior high. I would help her feed and take care of her horses, and always loved that she had a horse with the same name as I have, “Misty.”
We would listen to radio Disney, and play with Bratz dolls till late in the night. We told each other secrets, and would obsess over the Japanese song “Candy Pop” till our ears wanted to explode. We would dance in her living room to “Yah Trick Yah by Soulja Boy” for hours. We sat in her hallway trying to help fix a leak in the ceiling and dry her soaked floor.We beat Castle Shikigami 2 even though it took us all night to get passed the difficult levels.
In short, we just had a lot of fun and laughs together. We would also help each other of sticky situations, and call if we needed somebody to talk to…
She moved away near the middle of ninth grade, and I didn’t think much of it. I figured I was going to be able to see her again, I’d call her and text her. She came down to visit once or twice, but then years passed.
I haven’t seen her for around three years, and I was hoping I’d be able to see her again, only to find out over Facebook that she had passed away 17 days after my birthday of this year, and I didn’t know. Until sixth months later.
This is devastating. She has a little boy that I wanted to meet so badly, he was adorable. But sadly I no longer can.
I wish I had kept in touch with her more, I wish I had tried harder, and mostly, I wish that she was still here so I could get the chance.
I hope that she can hear my sincerest of apologies up in heaven where I know she is. I hope that she knows I love her with the very depths of my heart, and that all my memories of her are nothing but sweet.
I love you Bucky.
Sitting at my friend’s house while she’s at work is kind of fun actually. I got some decent sketches of Dante and Kat tossed out, and I still have three hours till she returns. What shall I do now? XD I think I may keep drawing. This is too much fun.
I love Kat and Dante’s design.
*Friend and I Rp about Ban and Ginji*
Me: Omg. What do normal do with life? ._.
Friend: Psht, normal people talk about guys, we pretend to be guys. XD I think we have the right idea.
That awkward moment when your brother has an attractive friend that is 15…and you’re 18.
Awkwardness is awkward. Lol.
What I did after school.
Me: *Walks into apartment.* Hey mom. *Walks into room, drops crap by door. Stares at brother playing Xbox* Hey. *Flops on bed*...*Talks to brother for like...3 minutes. *Dies*
Hour and a half later: *Friend calls me*
My reaction: *Wakes up scared to death that I was going to die because there was a monster who's theme music was playing (aka my ringtone), then noticed the lights were off and I felt like I was floating and had died recently. *
What I say: I fell asleep. Oops. *Answers phone* ....Hey.
