So just an update I am a fighter.
The newest thing I have had to fight is a community college. They fucked up my transcript. They sent an empty one.
So I had to go and talk to them and sort it out.
I was blamed.
What the hell?
Yeah, I missed some window that I was unaware of.
Shit!
But that didn't sour my day because I am a fighter. Not a boxer, just a fighter with something to prove, that something?
It is the ability to fight through adversity and other bullshit. My character is very strong and my resolve is strong. I am going to do this.
Yesterday was a blast. I woke up and didn't brush my teeth but had a day off. I met with my friend Hyoni or we shall call her Molly. Molly asked me to pick her up at six. Well, she didn't ask for me to pick her up but to meet her.
So I got to the University of Wyoming pretty fast and had to meet a friend. Yeah, that crept up on me because I needed to meet the friend for a project.
Molly told me to wait for her so I did. Except before I went to get her I decided to play some NCAA 13. I played my game and got whooped bad. I decided to peace out and go get her. By this time it was 6:28. I was so late and I freaked out because I have never really hung out with Molly.
So now the time was 6:35 or so and it seems that time wasn’t
on my side. Either way it was no big deal and we all figured it out and jumped
into my car. Well, I didn’t jump into my damn car because I was already there.
So then what happened was a couple of anthropomorphic cows
decided to eat some green grass—not at all. Damn and here I was rooting for the
anthropomorphic cows and there cool attitudes. Anyway what happened was we went
to a Thai restaurant and had some good food. What food you ask? I had sweet and
sour chicken and vegetables, Molly had pad thai, oh and my friend KYLE MOO COW
had um….some food.
It was time for us to leave the restaurant. Oh and before we
entered the Thai place the sun was burnt across the sky in an orange burn. It
was beautiful.
I dropped off Kyle. Molly said “Do you want to go to a bookstore.”
Reluctantly I said “Yeah, that would be neat but all the bookstores may be
closed.” We chatted for a bit about how she liked the violin and how her love
of books was overwhelming. I loved listening to her talk about books and the
violin.
The night almost seemed to stop dead when she talked about
the books. But as clever as I am I don’t like to be bored so we did something.
I told her we should go for a drive.
We headed deep into the dark in my white Hyundai Elantra,
there was nothing but desolate land and darkness. If a candle was lit in the
middle of that place an illuminated glow would shine throughout. It would be
bright, oh say as bright as a flare on a darkened highway. The wind was
smacking the car but not bothering me. She would chime in with conversation
that talked about Korea and certain cultural things. She would say in Korea
that there was a really awesome high school she went to. I would be intrigued
throughout the night.
The drive kept going and my car kept going and all a sudden
a single deer popped out. “Oh fuck” I screamed. I hate deer because I have had
a bad time with those bastards. Onwards and upwards I looked at the deer, and
the damn thing looked at me. I yelled at it and said “You bastards get outta
the way,”
We continued the drive up to the top of a windy road. I felt
we were way from town and decided to turn the car around. Before we had arrived
at this point she talked to me about zombies. I got an awesome chill as she
said wouldn’t it be cool if we ran into some. She kept making me laugh all
night. And then it hit me—no not a deer but I was having a blast. Not only this
something else had happened she kept talking and I was listening. I always
listen but I was listening fairly intently.
Darkness shrouded the corners of the road and my high beams
shined through the darkness. “My friend committed suicide.” she said. The words
attacked me viciously as if fifty knives had been shanking me since birth. To just meet this person and to have her say
something of serious magnitude shocked me. I tried to console her. “I am sorry
that happened have you talked to anyone about it?” She looked at me with regret
and said no. I was still in a stunned mood but she would later divulge she had
no one to talk to.
It saddened me.
Why? I mean as humans we have emotions that drive us and I
was sad by the news. I told her about my
grandma that died three or four months ago. The mood had gone from happy cheery,
to dreadful in a matter of seconds. I tried to calm the situation by suggesting
that she find some music.
“Death is a part of life and doesn’t faze me like it used
to.” I said with a calm tone.
She was still sad.
We made our way back to town and I dropped her at her dorm.
“I had a really great time.” She told me. I said “I did
too.”
I left the parking lot and went back home.
It was a really fun night but I didn’t expect a talk of
death on only the second meeting. I feel that she is really awesome but needs
friends. She just got to the USA a couple months ago and needs people to talk
to. I invited her to coffee hour but I don’t know if she will show.
