happy happy happy, thankful thankful thankful
Unlike the many entries that I often see about how depressing life is and how so much emo is going on (not eric mills, but like real emo stuff), this entry will be purely about how good life has been, and how much I appreciate the people that have made it so for me. Before I start off on this do-what-the-celebs-do-on-stage-at-oscars-thing, let me give you a little background: isn’t there a saying somewhere about not knowing the value of something until you lose it? Well, when I was a child, I lost my aunt, whom I was really close to, to a few disappointments and failures she faced in life and hence committing suicide. A couple years ago, I lost my grandmother, whom I had lived with as a child (with my parents, of course), and loved more than my parents, to kidney failure and high blood pressure. Today, I have lost something that I never thought could be threatened. And that is why I want to say all the positive things that have happened to me and to thank everyone that has done something, regardless of how I feel about it because it has made me who I am today. From the smile on your face when I see you in my class (practically all my peers) to being the best emo you could ever be (eric mills, this is you) I want to thank every, single one of you.
Le: (if you’re reading this) I have no words; you have done so much for me, just by your mere presence, we have gotten to know each other so well in the past four years, and it has been a great time. I just hope that I get to keep this blessing of a friendship for the rest of my life.
Sam: you rock my world; you came outta nowhere and connected eye-to-eye; I’m so thankful for having met you; dude you’re like another me, except more japanese, and a bit more on the wild side, but I love you
Ying: you will remain my only sex partner forever, even if I do like hari
Jay: tu es dingue, dawg.
Justin (Meyer): (making a peace symbol and then turning my hand around…hehehehee) you’re just way too cool to even talk about…I wouldn’t know where to start Bushra: my indian home-dawg, thanks.
Emo: I’m still dazed by the never-ending pot of enlightening things that come to your mind while you wait behind a lady in rush-hour traffic driving her 40K SUV. you are the coolest thing on caffiene that happened since i learned afrikaans, and that's pretty cool.
Alexander Leiken: you’re one helluva guy; more like a brother to me, (I’ll forgive you for being white…)
Cathy, Sharat: you were really great presidents this year, I’ll miss you and all the senior this year, even josh Lu and Alex Leeding, both of whom I never managed to understand. I mean it would’ve helped if Alex said my name right at least once, and if josh had even talked to me, like an entire sentence for once, but meh, oh well.
hari: I don’t know if you even know that I exist, (okay, that was a little exaggeration) but I want to thank you, even though you never did anything, for being who you were and actually just existing, just seeing you cheered me up most of the time. I’m not really sure why I started liking you, but I did, and it carried me through a lot of tough times, but I guess it wasn’t your thing. I could go on forever, and tell you all that I’ve felt about you, and all the things I had hoped for, but I really don’t want the entire world to know, I mean, they already do, but not how serious it was.
Ok, I feel like I’m giving some sort of sad and sappy farewell; I’m not even sure yet, if I need a farewell, but I’m going to stop here before I start bawling, because I’m starting to cry right now, (god, it’s all hari’s fault! damn you)
if i've forgotten to put your name in here, i know i've forgotten a lot ofyou, I'm REALLY sorry, but i have to get to my history homework. blame it on mcguire for preventing me from giving the once-in-a-lifetime oppurtunity to appear on my LJ . this doesn't mean you mean any less to me. so here a special thank you to you all: THANK YOU SO MUCH.
I’d just like to say, I’m sorry if I’ve ever done anything to hurt any of you, and I’m really thankful, to you, to god, and to all the people who’ve made me who I am. ok, now that I’m reading this entry over again, it’s kinda sounding like what I didn’t want it to sound like, so I’ll stop.