A pretty good friend of mine died in early January. Her death was very much unexpected, like your friend.
I'm very sorry for your loss. I really do have an idea of what you're going through. The only difference is that I know who is responsible for my friends' death [she was murdered and the perpetrator was caught] but you don't, and I'm sure that affects the grieving process.
When I was younger and transfered to public elementary school in central Pennsylvania [u.S], there were quite a few times where the cafeteria served waffles with chicken and gravy. I don't know if that was a cultural thing or if the school district was pretty poor. Has anyone else ever heard of said concoction?
A few friends and I just tried that story out last week, to see if it would work. It was raining and 3 in the morning, so we couldn't do the baby powder part, but the car was slowly pushed up and over a mound, then over the tracks and off to saftey. We did it 4 times before we went back to the dorms. If anyone else was to do it they would have to be careful because the tracks in question are still in use.
Off topic, but I adore Isaac Asimov. Judging from the articles and stories that he has written, he would have been an amazing person to meet. If he wasn't dead, I mean.
I've always wanted to be cremated and planted with a young tree. Maybe like... a willow tree, deep in the middle of nowhere. Then I guess I would literally be a part of the tree, as well as whatever else grew in the immediate area.
Ah! I remember that store from when I visited Kansas.
I guess a recent story would be from Friday, which is when I first walked into my dorm room. School started last Monday, but because of administrative and financial aid problems, my moving in was delayed. Next to the sink on the counter were two letters from the head of the Res Life office addressed to me. They were dated from Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, informing me that because they haven't received my business office approval papers that they would "force me to fully evacuate my room". I had given the Res Life office my business office approval papers Tuesday night, and that is when they gave me the key and reactivated my student ID so I could have access to the building. I had spoken to them on Saturday, explaining that I may be a few days late in moving in, so they knew that I wasn't in a dorm on campus.
Does that make sense to you? I mean, even the reasons of why that would irk me?
When I was in high school, me and my siblings didn't have internet access at our house until I was 17. I explain this because I was in such a rush to hurry up and create an email account at the time that lacking creativity or originality wasn't an issue in the least. I came up with lea2385, lea being a nickname of my real name, 23 being the day I was born, 85 being the year. One day I was talking to a friend over the phone and he wanted to send me a pm. He was too lazy to type in my whole screen name, and so instead went through all the trouble of changing my name just so he wouldn't have to type in the four numbers at the end.
Friend A is suspicious of friend B's boyfriend. He's incredibly nice and goes way out of his way to be sweet to her. I guess friend A sees friend B's boyfriend as giving to a fault, and since he doesn't seem to have issues or anything, it makes friend A very suspicious of his niceness, like he might have an ulterior motive or something. Thinking about that scenario had me wonder if the general populace would normally become suspicious of a person who was "too nice".
I just took an accidental semester off from school, and I believe classes start again... next Monday? I'm kind of excited, to be honest. My enthusiasm is dampened somewhat by the required math course I have lined up, but oh well. >.<;;
I could possibly be wrong, but I see other people who are arguing the use of prostitution as seeing a situation in extremes - I'm pretty sure I haven't seen anyone outright say that prostitution is necessary in general.