A thousand times goodnight.
Hi guys. Wow, its been a while since i last posted. Well i've had some GREAT nights the past few days with some kickass people (you know who you are) so if this is a little off, its because i am pretty out of it right now.
A good friend of mine is leaving. I know i told him that i wouldn't say how much i'm going to miss him, but i need to let it out somewhere and hopefully he will be too caught up in leaving to check my lowly blog site and read this. But there are really no words to describe the void that i am going to be unable to fill once he is gone.
Wow. Just found out that i have been granted 4 more days! HURRAH!
But back to the point. He has made a huge impact on my life, one that is unforgetable and i will miss him something terrible once he is gone.
I have always said that i don't run from change, in fact, i usually look forward to it, but i'm scared. Him leaving makes it all more real that my life will be changing now that i have graduated. (sorry if that comment made some of you feel old, it wasn't intended to) Our sheltered little lives have come to an end, and now we are expected to set sail into the "real world" and i am not ready too. Plus, that term, "the real world", thats a bunch of bull shit. We've been living in the "real world" our whole entire fucking lives, its not our fault if supposedly these years don't count for anything, they count for everything in my heart. I'm not ready to give up the friends and good times that i've shared so far throughout my life. I have been blessed with a pretty amazing 18 years of life so far, and i thank God every day for that fact. That i was lucky enough to meet all of you.
I guess the way to look at, is that i will always have my memories. Of guarding your drum set in my intimidating looking spandex, yelling at you whenever you would pull your curls out behind your ears, having slumber parties with Cruel Intentions and GINORMOUS bowls of popcorn, or the countless other good times that we have shared.
I love you, i'm going to fucking miss you, but most importantly, i will remember you.
Always.
Love, Nikay
Song of the moment: Civil Whispers by Graham Tilsley
A good friend of mine is leaving. I know i told him that i wouldn't say how much i'm going to miss him, but i need to let it out somewhere and hopefully he will be too caught up in leaving to check my lowly blog site and read this. But there are really no words to describe the void that i am going to be unable to fill once he is gone.
Wow. Just found out that i have been granted 4 more days! HURRAH!
But back to the point. He has made a huge impact on my life, one that is unforgetable and i will miss him something terrible once he is gone.
I have always said that i don't run from change, in fact, i usually look forward to it, but i'm scared. Him leaving makes it all more real that my life will be changing now that i have graduated. (sorry if that comment made some of you feel old, it wasn't intended to) Our sheltered little lives have come to an end, and now we are expected to set sail into the "real world" and i am not ready too. Plus, that term, "the real world", thats a bunch of bull shit. We've been living in the "real world" our whole entire fucking lives, its not our fault if supposedly these years don't count for anything, they count for everything in my heart. I'm not ready to give up the friends and good times that i've shared so far throughout my life. I have been blessed with a pretty amazing 18 years of life so far, and i thank God every day for that fact. That i was lucky enough to meet all of you.
I guess the way to look at, is that i will always have my memories. Of guarding your drum set in my intimidating looking spandex, yelling at you whenever you would pull your curls out behind your ears, having slumber parties with Cruel Intentions and GINORMOUS bowls of popcorn, or the countless other good times that we have shared.
I love you, i'm going to fucking miss you, but most importantly, i will remember you.
Always.
Love, Nikay
Song of the moment: Civil Whispers by Graham Tilsley
posted by Syxx at 6:31 PM
5 Comments:
Wow. Sorry for making it sound like you're dying or something there.
In three days, I am dead.
Thank you for guarding Taylor's drum set at the grade 10 Coffee House.
I would do it again in a second. And i would fuck someone up too.
Why would you fuck me up?
P.S. It's about damn well time you posted again. Biznitch.
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