Mr. Nice Guy

The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything. They just make the best of everything.
People don't keep journals for themselves. They keep them for other people, like a secret they don't want to tell, but want everyone to know.

Sunday, May 23, 2004

To My Giggleberri...

Happy 20th Birthday! Damn...from the moment I met ya in my freshman year at South...who would have thought that we would be such great friends? I guess I got a little heads up than everyone else cuz while we all were in choir, I had you for Family Consumer Science aka Home Ec. And all those years gone by and look at us now. Giggleberri and Cucumber Melon. We work together, and chill and stuff. You have become one of my greatest friends. We have become family and you are like the one month younger sister taht I never had...annoying, irritating, etc...LOL..I'm just playing. And although I deny this...for your b-day I shall admit it...you are AWESOME! I am lucky to have a friend like you. Always there for me, when I need someone. I don't know what I would do if I didn't have you in my life...Thanks for being the bestest friend to this lame-o guy. I LOVERZ YOU, GIGGLEBERRI!!!

Roy Ken Lee

Sup Roy...
Although I haven't been writing much about you and what has happened, don't think that I forgot about you and everything. I am still in awe that a year has gone by. And that another birthday of yours has passed as well. You should be here with us. You should be here with us to celebrate your 20th birthday...even your 19th Birthday. Your life got cut too short man. I miss you. Everyone still does...I miss the bobah runs that we used to go on...Peach Slush for you and Jess...going over your house to chill and break dance or just do the retarded things we did. Just the little things...the simple things...that are all gone now. I want to help you on your essays and get you that damn C, personally I thought should have been an A. I miss your funny remarks which were full of your smartass wit. It was hilarious how we grew up with eachother and began to build up our defenses whenever we would make fun of eachother...gosh I miss the good times we had...and although we have good times now...it isn't the same cuz you aren't there. But hey bro, hope you had a great birthday up there. And I shall see you soon. Take cares homie. Until we meet...peace.

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