today, part two.

well, since i have no one else to share my experiences with, i figured i would just write it here. i decided to be adventurous and walk to seven eleven on my own. i walked whatever, it was nice. so when i came back, i was sitting on the bench outside of my building. i was on the phone. then mark came over and sat with me, he's sick. <-- sucks for him. then he left whatever. so then this kid was like, do you mind if i sit with you? I'm really drunk. so of course, i was like yeah sure. so he sat with me told me about his night, his morning, his afternoon, and that his good friend died in a drunk driving accident last thursday :( he said she was driving down 95, and drove right off the road into a tree. this makes me think. why is anyone possessed to drink and drive. if you know that you're not ohkay to drive, then why do it? another think my new drunk friend told me, was that his friend that died had sent a bumper sticker earlier that day. it was something like life isn't about how you die, you should enter your casket sideways because you had a good time. he said he cried his eyes out about his friend, but at least she did have a good time while she was here. i just feel terrible. he was telling me the story, but i couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. he really was upset. and he really was completely wasted. and i guess he just needed a friend. i'm glad that i was there for him. idk if i will ever see zach again, but at least he had someone to talk to. he told me to cherish every moment i'm here for. he is a senior, he is envious that i am freshmen. i think that is funny, becuase of course, i'm envious that he is a senior. but that's how it always goes. no matter what we are, we are never satisfied. we always desire to be the opposite, or what we think might be better, and when we finally get there, we always wish to go back...