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so much easier to feel helpless. almost comforting to feel like.. it's not in your hands. but it is. Boo hoo.
stay tuned for another episode of "delightfully vague updates from stephanie."
stay tuned for another episode of "delightfully vague updates from stephanie."
It's been a long time since I talked to you last. I miss that. So, maybe you don't care or don't want to talk to me anymore or something, and you can just disregard this.
Anyway, I watched Garden State tonight. Whenever I hear the name, I think of this entry, and you are forever linked to that movie. That's a completely random comment, but I just decided to use it as a starting point since it was what motivated me to post this.
Isn't it strange how life goes on? For all I know, you've moved to the other side of the world, or are dead, or are incurably ill, or anything else. And I've been here, waiting for my life to go on. This is going to sound awkward, but it's been odd...in eighth grade I felt like for the first time since 3rd grade I really had a friend I could talk to and who would be understanding and helpful, as well as being fun and interesting and crazy awesome. And now I've been pushing my way through school, slowly getting more and more distant from everyone around me, but never forgetting how amazing it was to have a best friend. And I'm sorry I drifted so far from you, but that's just how I've been with everyone I know, and I seem to be stuck in that cycle.
So I know this is weird, I'm just commenting here out of the blue, and you can ignore this, or maybe you won't see it. I just wanted to say that I wish we'd kept in touch....
I miss you.
-Jacquie/Jacki
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