it's a new dawn, it's a new day, it's a new life for me
i'll miss it. i don't deny it.
i'll miss gill. how random she can be. she always makes me smile. the first memory i have of her is when she placed a sweatshirt over me, when i was sick, on a bus back from guadalajara, as if we were already great friends. then, before i even realized it, we were. i'll never forget how honestly sad she was to see me leave. or how i love her smile.
i'll miss kelly. her naivete is amusing. it'll be rude to say it, but since she won't read it: i'll miss her silly, stupid remarks. how she's obviously so lacking in a certain kind of intelligence. but how i couldn't care less. her stupidity is her own, it is what makes her kelly, and it is what i love about her.
i'll miss 'chuga. his girl troubles, and his openness to me about them made me feel dependable, trustworthy. basketball's a link, but it's not the only one.
i'll miss zoe. how happy she always seemed to be when i first met her. she actually slapped her leg when she laughed, once. i'll miss singing along to jolene in farkas's car. and rudely taking a shower in your house while dripping with fountain water. and your room. god, i loved that room. you suck for moving out of it.
i'll miss farkas. his sappy screen names. his low self esteem. his crappy car. playing slamball at his house late at night, raiding his gatorade. all those hours doing nothing. and sure, being a getaway driver.
i'll miss david. the laughs. we've grown apart, i guess. there are reasons, perhaps, but i don't care to think about them. there were good times. dominoes by the beach. making movies and listening to comedy. being assholes, in our own ways.
i'll miss ck. our philosophical conversations on the bus rides home. the way he looked genuinely interested at what i was saying. how fucking smart i felt. and all those online chats about chicks. and the amazing leaping ability.
i'll miss the whole basketball team. pre-game warm ups. especially before monterrey, in the locker room. the other team intimidated by our shouts. TROPHY GROINS! the way our anthem resonated off the tile walls. how fucking good it felt to win. we wanted gold and we got gold. twice.
i'll miss sumie. our big words, and her chillness. loyal citizens of procrastiNation for life.
i'll miss nate. how much fun life is around him. woooh!!!ing. mormon debauchery, lightweight kleptomania. garden state. basketball. screaming at the infinite abyss. skipping class. beating the system. the white stripes!!! amen to all of that, and you can tell all the fucking mormons, amen to that, man.
i'll miss cris. because no matter how hard i try, her heart will always be with me. even if she is a lesbian living in pennsylvania. she shares my hunger for words, and fulfills it, too. what i said once about abdul and i hunting you down? i meant it. pennsylvania is not that far away. i'll miss our walks around malls, our randomness, our stories. i love you, in a way that i don't care to understand.
i'll miss kate. months of e-mails, and a few laugh-filled nights together.
i'll miss everyone i didn't mention. for the sake of my readers, i must be succinct (from now on)
i'll miss it all. the tacos, the sushi. riding in cabs, late at night, with the window rolled down. the view of the city from my house.
i can't deny it, i will miss it.
but there's far too much to look forward to.
my flight leaves june 29, 9 30 p.m., mexico time. give me a few words of wisdom. or just a few words of anything.
i'll miss gill. how random she can be. she always makes me smile. the first memory i have of her is when she placed a sweatshirt over me, when i was sick, on a bus back from guadalajara, as if we were already great friends. then, before i even realized it, we were. i'll never forget how honestly sad she was to see me leave. or how i love her smile.
i'll miss kelly. her naivete is amusing. it'll be rude to say it, but since she won't read it: i'll miss her silly, stupid remarks. how she's obviously so lacking in a certain kind of intelligence. but how i couldn't care less. her stupidity is her own, it is what makes her kelly, and it is what i love about her.
i'll miss 'chuga. his girl troubles, and his openness to me about them made me feel dependable, trustworthy. basketball's a link, but it's not the only one.
i'll miss zoe. how happy she always seemed to be when i first met her. she actually slapped her leg when she laughed, once. i'll miss singing along to jolene in farkas's car. and rudely taking a shower in your house while dripping with fountain water. and your room. god, i loved that room. you suck for moving out of it.
i'll miss farkas. his sappy screen names. his low self esteem. his crappy car. playing slamball at his house late at night, raiding his gatorade. all those hours doing nothing. and sure, being a getaway driver.
i'll miss david. the laughs. we've grown apart, i guess. there are reasons, perhaps, but i don't care to think about them. there were good times. dominoes by the beach. making movies and listening to comedy. being assholes, in our own ways.
i'll miss ck. our philosophical conversations on the bus rides home. the way he looked genuinely interested at what i was saying. how fucking smart i felt. and all those online chats about chicks. and the amazing leaping ability.
i'll miss the whole basketball team. pre-game warm ups. especially before monterrey, in the locker room. the other team intimidated by our shouts. TROPHY GROINS! the way our anthem resonated off the tile walls. how fucking good it felt to win. we wanted gold and we got gold. twice.
i'll miss sumie. our big words, and her chillness. loyal citizens of procrastiNation for life.
i'll miss nate. how much fun life is around him. woooh!!!ing. mormon debauchery, lightweight kleptomania. garden state. basketball. screaming at the infinite abyss. skipping class. beating the system. the white stripes!!! amen to all of that, and you can tell all the fucking mormons, amen to that, man.
i'll miss cris. because no matter how hard i try, her heart will always be with me. even if she is a lesbian living in pennsylvania. she shares my hunger for words, and fulfills it, too. what i said once about abdul and i hunting you down? i meant it. pennsylvania is not that far away. i'll miss our walks around malls, our randomness, our stories. i love you, in a way that i don't care to understand.
i'll miss kate. months of e-mails, and a few laugh-filled nights together.
i'll miss everyone i didn't mention. for the sake of my readers, i must be succinct (from now on)
i'll miss it all. the tacos, the sushi. riding in cabs, late at night, with the window rolled down. the view of the city from my house.
i can't deny it, i will miss it.
but there's far too much to look forward to.
my flight leaves june 29, 9 30 p.m., mexico time. give me a few words of wisdom. or just a few words of anything.