Hawaii, a Death and a Wedding. Seriously.
Hawaii
So I just got back from Hawaii, the best freakin trip I've ever had. It was amazing and beautiful. The parties, surfing and people were so much fun I miss it desperately. Especially compared to the concrete wasteland that is LA.
I miss Joey most of all though. Being the oldest friend I know, we got to reminisce about all the trouble we got in together as kids. And 7 years is a long time not to see or really even talk to someone so we
So I've been in Hawaii for the past few weeks hanging out with my old friend (Joey) and attempting to surf. Everyone has been laughing at me for the past two weeks in my attempts, but I haven't yet been discouraged. Joey has grown into a very . . . uhh . . . tempting guy with all the surfing; however, with the population of friends I haven't slept with declining I feel it is necessary to keep our friendship to borderline flirting only.
And I don't get hungry. Really. I feel hungry like twic
Ok, lets say you're friends with someone for a very long time. He has always been there for you and all that and now you live together as roommates with another person. Now lets say there's a party at your house and you both get pretty tipsy and you end up . . . well . . . ever seen Gray's Anatomy? Yeah . . . so anyway, what happens now? The tension is still there but we haven't really talked about it. I mean it was an accident, I think. Like, it was the booze, right? It was really good though.
So graduation was today - actually I just got home. It was interesting watching all the seniors walk across the stage. I mean, I've known most of them through choir or soccer or whatever, for about seven years. And now theyre gone. Laura is off to Pepperdine and Gavin, MIT. Taylors going to UCLA, and Sam and Maryann are going to NYU. All these people are gone now. There's promises of keeping in touch or whatever, but truthfully, thats it. They are gone now and I'm now a senior. Its a bit depress
So I think Ive just cut three people, one an asshole named Jake, one was a fairly good friend named Kevin and the other would be ranked as close to best friend as you could get, Rafael, out of my life. As friends I mean. The problem is that we're all in the same show and classes at school, and see each other constantly for hours and hours. Its not like Im ignoring them; I hear them say stuff to me - Im sorry, It was wrong, blah blah blah, but I really just dont care. No thats a lie. I do care. A
So prom is Saturday. I really hate to say it but Im kinda excited. Im going with one of my best friends, Laura. We are so alike its amazing. She is also salutatorian and is going to pepperdine in the fall. And shes hot. Like REALLY hot. Like the-only-girl-I-could-ever-get-with-well-not-really-but-you-know-what-I-mean. A total catch. And she asked me! We really only knew each other for the past year but we totally click together. We went shopping for clothes together last week and got the hottest
Rewind.
The year is 1986* and two people, Suzzette and Manuel have just met and are falling in love with each other. They are currently in college and are, for a time, happy. After a few years together they decide to move in together and due to rather unfortunate circumstances, wind up living in Manuels fraternitys basement. To make a bit more money Manuel begins to sell cocaine to other students. Suzzette is unaware of this for a time and after the realization that things are pretty bad and
I dont know if people are going to read this and honestly I dont care. Im doing this because Ive been told that I need to get my thoughts down on to paper, whether electronic or not. So here it is.
Facts about me? Well, I'm currently 17 years old and a junior in high school. I live with a 2 great friends of mine: Stephan and Aiden, for reasons Ill probably explain later. I hate my job (data entry at an urgent care) as most people do but it pays well at ten bucks an hour and beats something
