i should be writing my autobiographical essay (DUE TOMORROW!) for ENGR190W. but no...i'm blogging. i don't even know why i'm still here at EG. i should be walking to class. i guess i just won't eat. class starts in half an hour.

i was randomly clicking on people's names on facebook. then i got to an old friend's profile and i noticed his blog url. i started reading (once again not even trying to write my paper that's due tomorrow). i started reading from when he started blogging and i swear i nearly cried when i got to March 26, 2007.

he wrote about seeing this girl on the bus (random! i know.). he talked about how they used to date in high school and that he screwed up TWICE, they broke up TWICE, he tried to get her back for the THIRD time, but she said no. then he saw her in this bus and she was pregnant. he said she was "knocked up," but we don't really know that for sure. anyway, he saw her, maybe too pregnant for the bus, and thought she looked beautiful. yes! he described her as "beautiful." he also said she looked sad. then he started talking about how he regretted everything that happened before. i guess he felt that if he didn't screw up, they wouldn't have broken up and maybe they'd still be together and she wouldn't have been "knocked up." but then again, she still could be pregnant, but by him if they were together. but i'm not the judge of that. i think he's a good guy.

but dear god, he called her beautiful. he wanted to be friends with her. he was missing her really bad. he wanted to see her smile again. and man, she was still beautiful to him.

i really hope he got what he wanted. it'd give me tons more of hope. hope that there's still goodness in the world. hope that the world would still accept you even though shit happened and that you screwed up. hope that it's never too late to bring that old friendship back.