I miss you, Star.
I don't know how to say this. One of my close friends,
sarcasmoscorner passed away this weekend. I only found out today because my phone is broken and I didn't receive any of my messages. I wish I could have been there with my friends as they got together. I keep reading over other people's posts about her and I don't think anything I could write would be enough. I looked up to her. I wanted to be more like her. I wanted her to think of me as much of a friend as I did of her. I hope she knew how much I admired her. I'm glad I got to do the things together that we did. Volunteering on the pirate ship and going to see Tenacious D together. But it doesn't feel like enough. I guess it never does.
For anyone trying to get in touch with me, I'm borrowing Kevin's phone until my replacement comes. I have my sim card in there so calls to my number will reach me but I unfortunately don't have everyone's numbers. I'm available during the day if anyone wants to meet up or something. I don't know how much comfort I can provide but I'll try.
When I was walking in center city I half expected to just run into her like I occasionally would do since we lived not that far from each other. I wanted it to turn out that I was mistaken or crazy or something other than what happened.
I had always considered myself lucky cause I didn't know anyone close to me that had died at a young age. They had all been older relatives that were sick for a long time and their deaths were seen as a mixed blessing since they weren't in pain anymore. This just doesn't make any sense.
I'm planning on going to Tier Na Nog for Quizzo and what will probably turn into many, many drinks.
sarcasmoscorner passed away this weekend. I only found out today because my phone is broken and I didn't receive any of my messages. I wish I could have been there with my friends as they got together. I keep reading over other people's posts about her and I don't think anything I could write would be enough. I looked up to her. I wanted to be more like her. I wanted her to think of me as much of a friend as I did of her. I hope she knew how much I admired her. I'm glad I got to do the things together that we did. Volunteering on the pirate ship and going to see Tenacious D together. But it doesn't feel like enough. I guess it never does.
For anyone trying to get in touch with me, I'm borrowing Kevin's phone until my replacement comes. I have my sim card in there so calls to my number will reach me but I unfortunately don't have everyone's numbers. I'm available during the day if anyone wants to meet up or something. I don't know how much comfort I can provide but I'll try.
When I was walking in center city I half expected to just run into her like I occasionally would do since we lived not that far from each other. I wanted it to turn out that I was mistaken or crazy or something other than what happened.
I had always considered myself lucky cause I didn't know anyone close to me that had died at a young age. They had all been older relatives that were sick for a long time and their deaths were seen as a mixed blessing since they weren't in pain anymore. This just doesn't make any sense.
I'm planning on going to Tier Na Nog for Quizzo and what will probably turn into many, many drinks.