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Wednesday, February 2nd, 2005
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9:21a - TULIPS!
Ok ok, so when I actually take a break from writing all sorts of stuff starts to happen. Well, not really ALL SORTS, but you know what I mean. So here it goes....ima start backwards...
Yesterday was so weird. It was the Franc .... D'Ambrosio concert. Don't know him? I didn't either at first. He played Anthony Corleone in Godfather III, so of course I went!! He didn't sing opera though, he sang Broadway tunes. Whaaaat? I didn't want that. Anywho, I decided to drag Jon along with me. I was supposed to be there at 7:00. Well, 7:15 rolls around and he's not there to pick me up, AND we had to pick up Victor. I'm pacing back and forth gettting mad. So FIIIIIIINALLY he shows up. I am like two seconds away from being all really really angry (which doesn't happen that often)...but NOOOOOOOOOO...he just HAD to show up with flowers. Not just flowers....tulips. Not just tulips....RED tulips. Not just RED tulips....but 7 red tulips. Not just 7 red tulips....but a stuffed Luvs-a-lot bear too! HOOOOLY CRAP! Good way to get his ass out of trouble right? Right! It turns out the whooole reason he was late was cuz he went to get me the tulips. Which is like...automatic excuse for any future faults within 1 hour of the purchase. So yeah. We got there JUST when it started. Not like it mattered, since the show wasn't that great. I mean, he was in the fuckin Godfather!! COME ON!!! But noooo...he wanted to dance and make little jokes. The only highlight for me was when he sang the Godfather Theme. It was beautiful. OMG. So we leave during intermission with Bobby, Sarah, and Jamie. We all go to Burger King. It was soooo much fun. We should do that again. After that I go back to Jon's house. ....yeeeeeeeeeeah. *wink* (this man in freakin incredible)
Moving backwards, onto a sadder note...a friend of Jon's passed away. It was crazy because it really hurt him, and so that really hurt me. I went to see him just so he could have somebody there and it was so sad. He cried. And like....it broke my heart. I would rather have everything I love and own taken away, and killed a million times over then ever see him in pain. I just held him. It was all I could do. It's my job to be there for him, and that's exactly what I'm gonna do. It killed me to see him cry.
Before that I can't really remember.
Forget moving backwards, lets fast forward.
Today is the blood drive. I want to give blood sooooo bad, but i can't. Anemia sucks. Stupid hemoglobin. lol. It's just, knowing that I can save 3-4 lives...thats HUGE. That is the greatest thing I can do. Help other people. If it means passing out again, and maybe even getting really really really sick, I would do it. Cuz you never know if I could be saving the next president of the U.S., or the person who cures Cancer or AIDS. *sigh*
Ok, ok. All is done. For now. More of the day to live. It's gonna be a good one.
~Chris~
current mood:  happy (comment on this)
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