how many times did we not leave
03/11/2003 02:35 p.m.
"How many times did we say it was over? And how many times did we not leave?" - Tweet, you know, "Smoking Cigarettes"

So Koye made some amazing points last night. Things I'd never thought about. I'd been dancing all around them, staring them right in the face... I needed a push from Koye to know what I was looking at.

Yes, we are all settling in and getting comfortable with college. That doesn't mean you're allowed to forget about me, ok? If a person ever needed another person, you know... this would be one of those situations.

And now it's time to put away memories. CDs I've been given, songs I've danced to with him, stories I've been told... the way his voice cracks with the high notes. The comparison of serenades.

Last night I feel asleep to Boys for Pele. "How about some Tori Amos?" Koye, you are a genius. It was exactly what I needed. Every song gave me a different chill in my spine. Horses was insane cause I related every line a different way.

So you know, this is basically a journal entry to thank dearest Koye. I know I could NEVER be as ego-boosting as Rachel. (o: But this is my attempt to let you know how much I needed your advice. You're the best. Certainly.
I am currently Peachy
I am listening to "Smoking Cigarettes" by Tweet