This Is The Most Public of My Many Humiliations

Friday, August 06, 2004

today an old friend called me totally outta the blue.
Aimee, it was fucked up, i knew it was her right away, she told me that she had been having really fucked up dreams about me in the past few weeks.
it makes me wonder if she has some sort of esp.
since the last few weeks of my life have been the most profound and eye opening weeks of my life.
it was really good to hear from her, she has moved back home up north of here somewhere.
i took her to my senior prom, and to tell the the truth have never forgetten about her.

We met at some figure skating party in Barrie, i was with my friends chappy, and
masta.
Chappy is now a skater for disney on ice.
I was on an aboundant amount of k, e and coke along with a multitude of many other drugs. "cat food....meowwww".

So we drove up to barrie i watched the trails from the lights in the toronto night sky. it was a road trip, our mission to get so drunk/fucked up.
we arive at this lame ass party, i was like FT. i want to go home. then i saw her..
she was so crazy/beautiful i had to talk to her. We ended up talking most of the evening, i was all fucked and couldnt shut-up.

we excanged info and became best friends over the phone. talked everyday for hours, it was really nice to always have someone to talk to when i needed too.
i invited her to the prom with me and she came, it was a fucking blast, had one of the best nights of my life.
she left a few days later we lost contact, and it sucked.

then outta the blue a year later she called me and we met up for an afternoon, it was fucking cool to see her.
we talk about once per year(reminds me of my friend julie) things seem just as normal, its always good to talk to old friends. i hope to see her soon.
maybe in another year?

killed softly at 8/06/2004 04:02:00 PM

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