4, 3, 2, 1...
I didn't plan on making three entries today, but it seems that on these days of climatical endings we tend to go through a lot. A little while ago, my friend camilo came over at 1 AM in the morning to give me going gifts from him and sara. Camilo and I had this amazing bike trip this past summer in France for about month, but since then we really haven't chilled together at all though I still consider him one of my closest friends. I guess that kind of stuff happens in high school when you're constantly in different classes and meeting new people.
I was touched. I mean tear jerking touched. Funny how something so small can really move you. To not be remembered is maybe one of the scariest things about leaving. Nobody likes to leave early when the party really starting to bump. Sara wrote me a card that said "since I wasn't gonna be here of V-day" she got me chocolates and a little stuffed dog. Honestly, who does that? She has been one of the nicest people to me since we met. (Then again, maybe the gifts really meant "Haha. You loser you don't have a anyone to share Valentines day with ;) .)
So where does this leave me with 6 hours till takeoff? Damned if I know. At this point the rollercoasters about to go down that huge hill and there's nothing I can do about it so for all intensive purposes fuck it all. Whatever will be will be. If I vomit the whole way down, I'll have a cool story to tell. If I love the adrenaline rush, I'll remember it forever. Hey sera sera.
Next time will be from China,
dAVID
thanks racoon and camilo
posted by dAVID @ 1:14 AM
2 Comments:
Woo hoo! you're all off -- and I, for one, am anxiously awaiting news of your arrival. I did wonder whether group inertia was going to cause you all to miss your boarding.... :-)
A wonderful time to you all. I've emailed some pictures of the group I took today to parents, to Gaelen, and to Isaiah -- but don't know how to post pictures to this thing.
its funny that when you leave and theres a big to-do, everyone wants to get in on the farewell. and there are some whom you know never cared, some you know will always care, and some you know that cared but you didnt really give a shit. in a strange and sad way while reading these, it gets the thoughts flowing. it is quite late, and i am sending happy thoughts telepathically to china, trying to remind you how to say, "please give me some food." otherwise, i shall be off and i shall hear from you soon j'espere.
-s
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