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How will you remember me?
Will I be a smile? A tear on your cheek? A stripe, polka dot, vanilla scented apparation waiting in the confines of a hallway after school?
Will I be a voice ringing in your ears, footsteps in a dark room?
Will I be an empty name and a picture on page 320 of your yearbook?
I hope not.
I hope you remember me as your friend. Nothing more, nothing less.
I honestly haven't cried this hard or this long since Nathan and I broke up. In a way, this is a break up. But it's bigger than a break up... For the first time in 3 years. Tomorrow at 3:10, I am going home. My locker will be empty. The show posters, the pictures, the magnets, the books, the tea, the coffee, the binders... my life, will be gone from that school.
Along with that, my two best friends will also be gone.
Dear Victoria:
Never in my life will I forget meeting you in grade 10. The first day of school you had your hair in braids with union jack pony tail holders. I thought you were stuck up. The crushes on Jon and Alex, the musical theatre projects... YOUR MY BABY JOHN! Godspell... you afro wearing hippy clown. T.A. we always got in trouble for talking. Shoe for love, pen for hatred. All of our retarded ideas, toga tuesday, Chicago, Lynda Adams... TRANSITIONS! Piss yellow glasses, oh the world back then. This year went by so fast... I blinked, and I missed it. Tomorrow you walk down the stairs... I'll be crying and taking a picture.. UGLY HOUSE! What will I do when you leave? Toronto is not within walking distance... I can't do anything without you. You are the one who makes me stronger, confident... I am so proud of you for everything you have accomplished. Holy fuck I don't think I can express how much you mean to me. I love you like you are my sister... thank you. There is no one else in the world that I would rather go to Toys r Us with.
Dear Christopher Robin:
I love you. I do and I mean that will all of my heart. In grade 10, I always wanted to talk to you, and because of Victoria I did. We became fast friends, and then the love-like thing started. I can still remember the whole coffee date thing in June of gr. 10. You totally forgot about me one day. I can still remember laying with you at 2 in the morning watching Mall Rats at Amanda's house... and the way you shake when you sleep. It seems grade 11 was full of "I like you// But I love you like a sister", naturally my heart was broken many times... but we were always there for each other. Star wars vs. Star trek conversations while playing video games at future shop, making fun of Adam, Cornering pigeons by the blue building.. biting leaves off of trees... When Nathan and I broke up, you were the one who sat on the couch with me while I cried and tried to help me sort things out. You were the one to rub my arm whenever I was sad, play guitar with me in the halls, spike slurpees with vodka during lunch. You are my ultimate soul mate, everything I could ever ask for in a boy, but you are an even better friend. I'm glad I got to kiss you... for 3 straight hours. And I love you. In the deepest way possible. I will miss you much. I hope you have a good long distance plan in Chilliwack.
I cried so hard in Acting today. The most amazing man that has ever graced my life made it very special.
"in case you didn't know, it's ok to move on" He said.
I cry because I care. And I care an awful lot.
"Any dream will do"
Now what?
Will I be a smile? A tear on your cheek? A stripe, polka dot, vanilla scented apparation waiting in the confines of a hallway after school?
Will I be a voice ringing in your ears, footsteps in a dark room?
Will I be an empty name and a picture on page 320 of your yearbook?
I hope not.
I hope you remember me as your friend. Nothing more, nothing less.
I honestly haven't cried this hard or this long since Nathan and I broke up. In a way, this is a break up. But it's bigger than a break up... For the first time in 3 years. Tomorrow at 3:10, I am going home. My locker will be empty. The show posters, the pictures, the magnets, the books, the tea, the coffee, the binders... my life, will be gone from that school.
Along with that, my two best friends will also be gone.
Dear Victoria:
Never in my life will I forget meeting you in grade 10. The first day of school you had your hair in braids with union jack pony tail holders. I thought you were stuck up. The crushes on Jon and Alex, the musical theatre projects... YOUR MY BABY JOHN! Godspell... you afro wearing hippy clown. T.A. we always got in trouble for talking. Shoe for love, pen for hatred. All of our retarded ideas, toga tuesday, Chicago, Lynda Adams... TRANSITIONS! Piss yellow glasses, oh the world back then. This year went by so fast... I blinked, and I missed it. Tomorrow you walk down the stairs... I'll be crying and taking a picture.. UGLY HOUSE! What will I do when you leave? Toronto is not within walking distance... I can't do anything without you. You are the one who makes me stronger, confident... I am so proud of you for everything you have accomplished. Holy fuck I don't think I can express how much you mean to me. I love you like you are my sister... thank you. There is no one else in the world that I would rather go to Toys r Us with.
Dear Christopher Robin:
I love you. I do and I mean that will all of my heart. In grade 10, I always wanted to talk to you, and because of Victoria I did. We became fast friends, and then the love-like thing started. I can still remember the whole coffee date thing in June of gr. 10. You totally forgot about me one day. I can still remember laying with you at 2 in the morning watching Mall Rats at Amanda's house... and the way you shake when you sleep. It seems grade 11 was full of "I like you// But I love you like a sister", naturally my heart was broken many times... but we were always there for each other. Star wars vs. Star trek conversations while playing video games at future shop, making fun of Adam, Cornering pigeons by the blue building.. biting leaves off of trees... When Nathan and I broke up, you were the one who sat on the couch with me while I cried and tried to help me sort things out. You were the one to rub my arm whenever I was sad, play guitar with me in the halls, spike slurpees with vodka during lunch. You are my ultimate soul mate, everything I could ever ask for in a boy, but you are an even better friend. I'm glad I got to kiss you... for 3 straight hours. And I love you. In the deepest way possible. I will miss you much. I hope you have a good long distance plan in Chilliwack.
I cried so hard in Acting today. The most amazing man that has ever graced my life made it very special.
"in case you didn't know, it's ok to move on" He said.
I cry because I care. And I care an awful lot.
"Any dream will do"
Now what?