Monday, August 03, 2009
1 month
so its been 1 month. still a little hard to believe dude. i went by your grave today and it caved in more than last time. which makes no sense to me. they better do something about it. i saw the pink roses as well. pretty classy stuff. im sure you like it. then i went by your parents. spoke to your dad briefly as i did see him the entire day on sat. more on that later. but i spoke to your mom as well. something i didnt get to do last week. shes totally torn up about you. i mean. she told me she cant even see kids your age because she will get sad. good thing im older, so its cool for me to say hi. she was out of the house today, in good weather too. hopefully she gets a bit better and moves on little by little. although its really hard to even say move on in this context. it makes no sense really. anyway. i spent the last few days copying your cds. well the ones that your dad had on him anyway. i can tell its your earlier work coz its not really mixes, just compilation of songs. but your brother has a stack of your mixes which i cant wait to get my hands on. but ya. my visit to your home today was brief. but i will be back next week. and the week after that and the one after that. all the way till i have to leave this country. but this was your weekend. caribana. omg. caribana. the largest congragation of black people i have ever seen. it was actually not as crazy as i thought it would have been. but crazy none the less. the morning was a little hectic coz everyone was late besides me. and i rushed. which sucked. coz i could have slept. more. but when we got down there, that was it. i went with your dad, catherine, and robbie. your soccer friend. nice guy. but your dad was repping you to the fullest. doing his wines and all that. the caribana girls were mmd. 90% of them were either overweight, old, ugly or a combination of those. only the asian ones were decent. but some of their costumes were nuts. and dancing along side the parade with the caribana girls was an experience i wont soon forget. the only thing that was missing was you. you would have ripped it up. the sun was out and it was all good. you would have made it much better though. but like i said to you. id go. and i went. and it was fun. and i got a ridiculous tan. and i think all involved had fun. i heard on tv that they said it was probably the best caribana ever. it probably is because you were watching over us. thats all im gonna say for now. i'll talk to you later. and write to you again in a week. miss you adam. do a wine up there for me.
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