don't ya hate it when that happens?
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
lynnable!!
she was this sassy little taiwanese girl who lived next door to me my freshman year in dykstra hall at ucla. you had to love her. she pretty much got along with everybody.we talked for almost two hours today and i loved every minute of it. i love debating things, gathering opinions, shooting the shit, reminiscing... we didn't always agree on a lot of things, but we definitely had fun together. she was my partner in crime.
drunken summer jacuzzi nights, sunday attacks to santa monica where we would attack the goodwill, the art store, and 3rd street... talking about everything or nothing at all.
i miss it all.
i thought she was gone, for the moment at least, but one random call and we're back on the map. that's what i love about friends. we forgive and forget, and love eachother for who we are. and we're there for eachother.
the best friends are also the hardest on you. strange, but true. they make you think, challenge you to question things, force you to see things from the other person's point of view, accept eachother's faults...
le sigh...