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goodbye, for now
May. 12th, 2005 02:51 amAfter Dave’s touching last post, I thought I’d take the time to say goodbye to people here as well. Namely, the WAC people on LJ who will actually read this. I’d love to say farewell to others like Liam and my Hippie, but that shall have to be in person, God help us. This isn’t so much a goodbye for everyone, considering some will be leaving while others will still be here with me at graduation, but just in case I don’t have the chance to tell you in person I wanted to make sure I told you what you all mean to me. Anyway, let the schmaltz and sentimentality begin!
Dave: I haven’t had a best friend in over six years, and you’re the best one I’ve ever had. You’re the Guy Gardner to my Hal Jordan, the Booster Gold to my Blue Beetle, the Dr. Gonzo to my Raoul Duke, the Bub to my Johnny Go, the Joker to my Harvey Dent. Wait, those two hate each other. Ozzie Cobblepot, then. Even when you didn’t want to hear any more of my whiny angst, you were still there to distract me and make me happy, despite myself. You got the jokes no one else would, said the things no one else would say, and our interactions will be the stuff of legends. Puzzling legends, to be certain, but legends nonetheless.
I know you have yet to see Fear and Loathing, as I don’t know if some Thompson purists will disapprove of me quoting him in this fashion, but as you left today, I had this going through my head: "There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. Some kind of high powered mutant never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die." You will outlive us all, my friend.
Mel: You were there for me long before I even knew, and you’ve been a constant and faithful friend ever since. You have the best hugs this side of Molly, and just seeing you never fails to cheer me up when I’m feeling down. Which, needless to say, is a lot. You mean a lot to me. Be sure to visit me in DC!
Molly: You are one of the few truly pure things in this harsh, crazy world, and yet you are not naïve, far from it. I envy you that, and I pray you never become corrupted. You’re too good for that. I shall miss our late night angst sessions, but I’m sure we’ll have a couple more over IM when we need ‘em!
Ridgaway: I remember when I first met you, I thought, “He and I need to be friends.” Two and a half years later, it finally happened, and I thank God for it. Short of Dave, my hetero life-mate, you are my best friend here. We share a special kind of bond that few others get: geek bond. And that is stronger than Wonder Woman’s magic lasso. No one else could have directed Vigil, and thanks to you I was finally, perfectly able to achieve one of my life’s goals. Keep up with the drama, you crazy physicist. Like Hamlet faking crazy, it’ll paradoxically keep you sane, take my word for it. Come on by sometime, we’ll be glad to have you.
Mali: You tease me and are bitingly sarcastic about my wimpiness, my gay shirts, and the fact that I’m a whiny little bitch, and you’re also hilarious, surprising, and a good friend, even if you take shots at me in between hugs. You may be crazy, but you’ve got a good heart, and you really do deserve to be happy. Keep in touch, eh?
Misty: There is no one like you, not here or anywhere else in this world. There is nothing I can say that hasn’t already been said a hundred times over, and I don’t even know if you’re reading this, but I want you to know that for all the drama and everything, I’m still glad I met you and you will always have a place in my heart. To paraphrase Mitch Cohen, I shall always think fondly of you whenever I see an orchid. Mr. Cutting shall always remember you, Miss Everdeane, my Miss Julie. Goodbye, for now.
Balog: I think you’re one of the great constants in this world. Like the sun, the moon, and the stars, there will always be a Balog there for me. You always have been, and you’re just a darn good guy too, no way around that. I wish you all the best, man.
Juliana: Man, where were you these past three years? When you finished my Simpsons quote, I knew you were different. When you put up the index cards around Middle, I knew you were special. You’d damn well better keep in touch, Silver Spring girl. There shall be much movies and House, indeed.
Kate: Why weren’t we friends sooner? You’re good peoples, Kate. I look forward to seeing your very gay thesis, best on my word.
Val: You’re one of the best people I’ve known here in my four years. Consistently fascinating, frequently surprising, never boring, I was honored to have acted alongside you, even if it was for that class. I hope it won’t be the last time, and I hope someday to be one of those very select few we talked about in the car. Thanks for being there and for being you.
I know I’m probably forgetting some people, so please forgive me if you are among them. It was great knowing you all, and I hope that when I say goodbye to each and everyone one of you over the next couple of weeks, it won’t be forever.
Dave: I haven’t had a best friend in over six years, and you’re the best one I’ve ever had. You’re the Guy Gardner to my Hal Jordan, the Booster Gold to my Blue Beetle, the Dr. Gonzo to my Raoul Duke, the Bub to my Johnny Go, the Joker to my Harvey Dent. Wait, those two hate each other. Ozzie Cobblepot, then. Even when you didn’t want to hear any more of my whiny angst, you were still there to distract me and make me happy, despite myself. You got the jokes no one else would, said the things no one else would say, and our interactions will be the stuff of legends. Puzzling legends, to be certain, but legends nonetheless.
I know you have yet to see Fear and Loathing, as I don’t know if some Thompson purists will disapprove of me quoting him in this fashion, but as you left today, I had this going through my head: "There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. Some kind of high powered mutant never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die." You will outlive us all, my friend.
Mel: You were there for me long before I even knew, and you’ve been a constant and faithful friend ever since. You have the best hugs this side of Molly, and just seeing you never fails to cheer me up when I’m feeling down. Which, needless to say, is a lot. You mean a lot to me. Be sure to visit me in DC!
Molly: You are one of the few truly pure things in this harsh, crazy world, and yet you are not naïve, far from it. I envy you that, and I pray you never become corrupted. You’re too good for that. I shall miss our late night angst sessions, but I’m sure we’ll have a couple more over IM when we need ‘em!
Ridgaway: I remember when I first met you, I thought, “He and I need to be friends.” Two and a half years later, it finally happened, and I thank God for it. Short of Dave, my hetero life-mate, you are my best friend here. We share a special kind of bond that few others get: geek bond. And that is stronger than Wonder Woman’s magic lasso. No one else could have directed Vigil, and thanks to you I was finally, perfectly able to achieve one of my life’s goals. Keep up with the drama, you crazy physicist. Like Hamlet faking crazy, it’ll paradoxically keep you sane, take my word for it. Come on by sometime, we’ll be glad to have you.
Mali: You tease me and are bitingly sarcastic about my wimpiness, my gay shirts, and the fact that I’m a whiny little bitch, and you’re also hilarious, surprising, and a good friend, even if you take shots at me in between hugs. You may be crazy, but you’ve got a good heart, and you really do deserve to be happy. Keep in touch, eh?
Misty: There is no one like you, not here or anywhere else in this world. There is nothing I can say that hasn’t already been said a hundred times over, and I don’t even know if you’re reading this, but I want you to know that for all the drama and everything, I’m still glad I met you and you will always have a place in my heart. To paraphrase Mitch Cohen, I shall always think fondly of you whenever I see an orchid. Mr. Cutting shall always remember you, Miss Everdeane, my Miss Julie. Goodbye, for now.
Balog: I think you’re one of the great constants in this world. Like the sun, the moon, and the stars, there will always be a Balog there for me. You always have been, and you’re just a darn good guy too, no way around that. I wish you all the best, man.
Juliana: Man, where were you these past three years? When you finished my Simpsons quote, I knew you were different. When you put up the index cards around Middle, I knew you were special. You’d damn well better keep in touch, Silver Spring girl. There shall be much movies and House, indeed.
Kate: Why weren’t we friends sooner? You’re good peoples, Kate. I look forward to seeing your very gay thesis, best on my word.
Val: You’re one of the best people I’ve known here in my four years. Consistently fascinating, frequently surprising, never boring, I was honored to have acted alongside you, even if it was for that class. I hope it won’t be the last time, and I hope someday to be one of those very select few we talked about in the car. Thanks for being there and for being you.
I know I’m probably forgetting some people, so please forgive me if you are among them. It was great knowing you all, and I hope that when I say goodbye to each and everyone one of you over the next couple of weeks, it won’t be forever.
