you liked the simpsons
You liked the Simpson's. you were fun and funny and cute. all the girls loved you, you were the light in the room. you made everyones world brighter. you liked to argue, a lot. the pastor said you engaged in meaningful discussions, we all laughed because each of us remembered a time when we had a completely pointless argument with you and you would defend this point that really just made no sense just for the sake of bringing it up and having a different viewpoint.
i told you i was going to dye my hair purple for new years and you said that would be really cool. in fact i asked you red or purple? and you said 'my votes for purple, everyone has red chunks in their hair these days'. so i dyed it purple on new years. but you never saw it, and now its pink and Steve has red chunks in his hair.
oh that Steve, i know right?
And again i read your lj. and i missed you so much. i wish you knew how much i admired you, how just utterly cool i thought you were. i even kinda liked you once, and then i realized that kinda likening you was weird and i got weirded out and decided to quit that quickly. i remember the hermit crabs i had you help me pick out. their both still alive, almost a year later. i wanted them to die over Christmas break so i could use the aquarium for fish, but they didn't. instead i lost you.
i admired your tattoo. everyones is a little uneven, i remember looking at it and thinking it looked like you had a scratch in it and wondering when you were going to get it touched up. telling you about the Coptic cross thing and how i was thinking about getting one. I'm glad you had that tattoo because now I'll always have it too. i remember doing airbrush tattoos all summer long on you.
you know you were such an amazing friend.
you still are, through you I've come to know my faith more, my passion is more committed, and i'm thankful for that.
but i just miss you.
i remember you getting that new phone and the replacement plan and it just dialing 8s.
you know i'm sorry for everything ive ever done that could have hurt your feelings. for not telling you how awesome you were, for not saying i was sorry about your birthday. i'm sorry i listened to Steve and went to Bdubs. Thats a big regret of mine.
and i'm sorry we never prayed together or that i never gave you the huge bear hug because i loved you so much and that i never got to really just hold you tight and give you a really good hug. but we did your hug, the robotic kinda hug thing where you would make your arms all angular with your hands all strait and it was a fun hug. and i'm glad for that because i never have hugged really anyone else like that. you were the only person who could ollie my longboard.
and is it strange that i still cry sometimes, like now, and not just a little but a whole lot because i really miss you. this summer is going to be empty without you, no one to run to taco bell with late at night, no one to watch TNG with when i'm bored. no swamp in my backyard to walk to when i wanna go visit you at 2 in the afternoon when you're still sleeping.
and i'm not done, i could go on forever, i just hope i see you again more then anything.
-b
i told you i was going to dye my hair purple for new years and you said that would be really cool. in fact i asked you red or purple? and you said 'my votes for purple, everyone has red chunks in their hair these days'. so i dyed it purple on new years. but you never saw it, and now its pink and Steve has red chunks in his hair.
oh that Steve, i know right?
And again i read your lj. and i missed you so much. i wish you knew how much i admired you, how just utterly cool i thought you were. i even kinda liked you once, and then i realized that kinda likening you was weird and i got weirded out and decided to quit that quickly. i remember the hermit crabs i had you help me pick out. their both still alive, almost a year later. i wanted them to die over Christmas break so i could use the aquarium for fish, but they didn't. instead i lost you.
i admired your tattoo. everyones is a little uneven, i remember looking at it and thinking it looked like you had a scratch in it and wondering when you were going to get it touched up. telling you about the Coptic cross thing and how i was thinking about getting one. I'm glad you had that tattoo because now I'll always have it too. i remember doing airbrush tattoos all summer long on you.
you know you were such an amazing friend.
you still are, through you I've come to know my faith more, my passion is more committed, and i'm thankful for that.
but i just miss you.
i remember you getting that new phone and the replacement plan and it just dialing 8s.
you know i'm sorry for everything ive ever done that could have hurt your feelings. for not telling you how awesome you were, for not saying i was sorry about your birthday. i'm sorry i listened to Steve and went to Bdubs. Thats a big regret of mine.
and i'm sorry we never prayed together or that i never gave you the huge bear hug because i loved you so much and that i never got to really just hold you tight and give you a really good hug. but we did your hug, the robotic kinda hug thing where you would make your arms all angular with your hands all strait and it was a fun hug. and i'm glad for that because i never have hugged really anyone else like that. you were the only person who could ollie my longboard.
and is it strange that i still cry sometimes, like now, and not just a little but a whole lot because i really miss you. this summer is going to be empty without you, no one to run to taco bell with late at night, no one to watch TNG with when i'm bored. no swamp in my backyard to walk to when i wanna go visit you at 2 in the afternoon when you're still sleeping.
and i'm not done, i could go on forever, i just hope i see you again more then anything.
-b