Fireworks
Well I just looked up my UC Berkeley application online, and it was a denial, rock solid. Berkeley had become one of my top choice if not the top choice in the past few weeks. I now have to make a decision. The only two schools I want to attend now are way too expensive for my family to accomidate, and I am doubtful they are even the right choice for me. It almost 11 o'clock now, and I wish it to be a year ago, so I could have started planning or showing some sort of effort. But its ok. It's all fantastic. Because its 11 o'clock, and the day is yet to be over. I still have an hour, for that I am grateful. This is the end of one of the best days of my life.
I got home at about 5 today. My parents didn't ask me the right questions; they never do. They asked why I went, instead of how I felt. In a smirk I told them all the superficialities of the whole thing, of everything that didn't matter. In doing this, I realized that these too, were great.
On the way back, everyone started to dose off. You should have seen the smiles on our faces. All I saw were the pearly whites stretched over the chapped lips. Our grins were bigger than our faces. After Soco Amaretto Lime came on for the third time, we knew it was over, but we knew it was worth every single penny we would ever have to remember it.
Brian was surprised to see us. He deserves a good suprise, he is one of the most selfless people I have ever met, and being good to him doesn't have a price; it never will. The climax of our adventure. We didn't exactly know how to get there, but it didn't matter. Not today. Not this day. Nothing matters today, because we are invincible. We took one wrong turn, and we found ourselves with the worst smell in the known universe invading our nostrils, Morgan Hill has one hell of an air quality. The game was great. The San Juan Rangers fought their fierce battle, and were pushed and shoved out of a victory. The game didn't matter today. Only friendship did. We were invincible.
Winston was late to pick us up. Someone forgot to tell him it was daylight savings. So an hour off schedule we meandered into the lush green hills of the valley we live in, an escapade to escape normalcy. Spring time brought its best, and we brought ours. Only no one was fighting, and everything was exactly the way it should be. We saluted the Budwieser factory, and we passed the endless miles of cows. The music flowed in our viens. The air flowed through our hair. And for those moments we were sure it was our day, God gave us the sun. The sun melted our fear, and smiled while we tried to smile harder.
Roz invited me over yesterday to her "cabin" in vacaville. The place was beautiful and was well fit for the two wonderful people that lived there. I have been wanting to do this for a while now, only I never had the right chance. She took me to Pena Adobe, a small pond amidts the green mountains a few minutes from her house. We say in her convertible, put the seats down and looked at the sky. I felt so good, I didn't need anything else in the world. We talked about our futures, and our past. I was on top of the world, and I still haven't gotten down. Queen Bee cooked us dinner. A fire was lit. We watched tv. We slept. Simple.
I know that I have so many friends that will last me a lifetime, and so many memories that come along with me. These are the times I look to when I am absolutely at my worst. I love every single one of you, and you better for godamn know that. Even if you weren't there.
If today was the day I died, I'd be the happiest dead man alive.
Thanks.
I got home at about 5 today. My parents didn't ask me the right questions; they never do. They asked why I went, instead of how I felt. In a smirk I told them all the superficialities of the whole thing, of everything that didn't matter. In doing this, I realized that these too, were great.
On the way back, everyone started to dose off. You should have seen the smiles on our faces. All I saw were the pearly whites stretched over the chapped lips. Our grins were bigger than our faces. After Soco Amaretto Lime came on for the third time, we knew it was over, but we knew it was worth every single penny we would ever have to remember it.
Brian was surprised to see us. He deserves a good suprise, he is one of the most selfless people I have ever met, and being good to him doesn't have a price; it never will. The climax of our adventure. We didn't exactly know how to get there, but it didn't matter. Not today. Not this day. Nothing matters today, because we are invincible. We took one wrong turn, and we found ourselves with the worst smell in the known universe invading our nostrils, Morgan Hill has one hell of an air quality. The game was great. The San Juan Rangers fought their fierce battle, and were pushed and shoved out of a victory. The game didn't matter today. Only friendship did. We were invincible.
Winston was late to pick us up. Someone forgot to tell him it was daylight savings. So an hour off schedule we meandered into the lush green hills of the valley we live in, an escapade to escape normalcy. Spring time brought its best, and we brought ours. Only no one was fighting, and everything was exactly the way it should be. We saluted the Budwieser factory, and we passed the endless miles of cows. The music flowed in our viens. The air flowed through our hair. And for those moments we were sure it was our day, God gave us the sun. The sun melted our fear, and smiled while we tried to smile harder.
Roz invited me over yesterday to her "cabin" in vacaville. The place was beautiful and was well fit for the two wonderful people that lived there. I have been wanting to do this for a while now, only I never had the right chance. She took me to Pena Adobe, a small pond amidts the green mountains a few minutes from her house. We say in her convertible, put the seats down and looked at the sky. I felt so good, I didn't need anything else in the world. We talked about our futures, and our past. I was on top of the world, and I still haven't gotten down. Queen Bee cooked us dinner. A fire was lit. We watched tv. We slept. Simple.
I know that I have so many friends that will last me a lifetime, and so many memories that come along with me. These are the times I look to when I am absolutely at my worst. I love every single one of you, and you better for godamn know that. Even if you weren't there.
If today was the day I died, I'd be the happiest dead man alive.
Thanks.