Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Be a drug dealer! [edit]
All I ever wanted was for you to say 'I want to be with her.' Deep inside, I know you do.
Candy's words to Phil. *sigh*
In our little situation, there just seems to be no middle ground. Phil and I can't even be friends without him getting into a fight with her.
The fact of the matter is that Phil is as much my friend as he is someone I have romantic interests for. But I'm trying to change the last part; I'm trying to fool myself into believing that between him and me, all that there can ever be is friendship. Of course, there's nothing wrong with friendship. But Candy's making it seem like there is.
Honestly, I want her to forget everything that happened in the last three months. Things have been difficult for the three of us, and we're so much better off without constantly being reminded of that. And God knows that I have always been rooting for her, that I have never wanted anything besides their happiness.
*sigh* I can't even be friends with him. I guess it's back to the psych-drawing board for me.
[I hate it when the rules of math apply to real life. I can't be happy without being sad. The equation always balances itself out.]
Yesterday, we did peer reviews for our paper. I was (un)fortunate enough to be paired with Hasan. When he was done with my paper and we had nothing else to do I asked him what he wanted to do. He said he didn't know and just knew that he wanted to make a hundred million dollars before he's forty. I asked him if he wanted to be a doctor, he said no and told me that doctors don't make that much. I told him I couldn't think of a better paying job. He said that he doesn't want to be a doctor.
Then an idea popped into my head. You know what you could do, Hasan?
What? he asked.
Be a drug dealer. Surely you'll make a hundred million dollars before you're forty, and I choked back my laughter. I hoped he would get the joke.
But then Dan [who wasn't in any way part of my conversation with Hasan] said What? A drug dealer? And you're supposed to be top ten percent of the state! And he looked at me with utter disgust.
I hate smart people sometimes.
Tell the people you love that you love them... NOW.
I almost lost Mai today. I'm exaggerating, of course. But... You never know how important someone is to you until you almost lose them...
She was in a car accident. And I'm still scared half to death at the idea that I could have lost one of the few [and I mean few] friends that I have. I don't know how my life is going to be without her.
Tell the people you love that you love them. They have every right to know.
kitten posted @ 1:02 PM
