Rendezvous
15 October 04 : 03.50 AM
I love talking to Mirz when he's not in his I'm-the-sexiest-thing-alive mood because we'll talk about the past and I'll always end up giggling and smiling to myself while we argue about what happened and what did not.
We used to talk every way possible, 24/7; on the phone, online, through email. Like, the only time we're not talking, is probably when we're sleeping or in school or something. We listened to the same type of music; Bon Jovi, Def Leppard, Guns N' Roses. We challenge each other at deciphering jumbled up letters. We argue and argue and argue and never being serious for once.
I want to cry at this moment, but it's a good kind of feeling, like a mild sense of euphoria or something. We talked a lot about the past, and a lot about what happened after we stopped talking, and though it saddens me about how much things have changed, it makes me happy too to know that we've grown up. This sounds so utterly lame, but I'm so grateful to have him as a friend. I'm so grateful to have him, to have Drey, to have Zac, to used to have Des, and so many more people for me to mention. Each time I think of a name, another pops up and truly, they're all just such great people.
Jarrett wrote in an email to me from Melbourne, "...time really flies man. It's weird for me to now look and see what all my friends are doing...Everyone's everywhere man!" He mentions like how Lisa's in Perth, Chris' working, J awaiting enlistment, Ken in the army and so on.
Tonight it's just one of those nights that're worth wishing upon stars. It's been so long since I actually believed. Since I'd looked out on a star-spangled night and close my eyes to wish, innocently, faithfully believing. Since I'd lit a candle to light my room at night. Since I actually found comfort in solitude.
I'm grateful to not have dreams, but to have wants, aspirations.
I don't know if this.. this deluge of gratefulness for everything around me will last till tomorrow, after all, it's probably just the right ambience that's making me all nostalgic.
My two beautiful sisters are sleeping in my room tonight.
I'm happy.