to the man that saved our lives.

...happy birthday and thank you, mr.keliiaa, even though we've never met. (j.rak's paps)
he always looks out for j.rak in her many times of need. on one particular occasion, the only time j.rak and i have ever been in a fight, was at a random boy's house in arcadia, whom we met from the cheesecake factory, when we were sent to "work" (and i only say "work" because it was mostly fun) in california a couple of summers ago.
bottom line- we both liked him.
we somehow let some loser dude we barely knew get between us.
as we left his house driving (drunk), arguing, lost, we somehow managed to find our way perfectly and safely. although we barely remember the return drive, except the fact that we were yelling at each other and then making up a couple minutes later, we also remember seeing random brushfire on the side of the road.
somehow we just knew mr.keliiaa helped us find our way back to our in irvine.

of course the next morning we were like: what were we thinking?!




what's best for me, that's, well, what's best for me.
j.rak helped me remind me of this on our 1 a.m. phone call.

things will definitely be better when she gets back. i'll have my "one friend" again. that one friend that you can call pretty much anytime, to do anything, as long as they're not working...and if they are working, you're probably working there, too, at the same time.



live and learn.