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2001-12-01 - 4:20:01 pm Until There's A Cure
Saturday

Ross was a car thief in a dream I woke up from early this afternoon. I also had more pet mice in the dream. They got out somehow and hid in my sneakers. I also had a pet guinea pig and he helped me get the mice back in the cage. I blame the weirdness on the Nyquil I took last night before bed. I'm getting a cold. Ugh. My throat's all scratchy. I took the last of some Nyquil I had so I have to get another bottle later.

Last night I was in a really good/weird mood. After I woke up from a nap. I spent most of last night chatting on Yahoo! with Sam. He's quickly become one of my best online friends. We have so much in common and sometimes we're so alike it's scary. We joke that we're actually the same person, just living on opposite coasts. He randomly messaged me like a month or so ago because I have 'animé drawing' listed as an interest on my Yahoo! profile. He goes to an art school and does amazing work.

We just connected right away and have chatted almost every single day since that day he messaged me. It's different chatting with him than other people I chat with sometimes. There are rarely any long pauses between us. If there are ... it's usually because one of us is busy. He's seeing a guy who told him the other night that he's HIV positive. We talked about that for a while. Sam really cares about him and I honestly feel he cares about Sam. I couldn't offer much advice since I've never had to go through anything like that. We plan on getting AIDS awareness bracelets with 'Until there's a cure' engraved.

AIDS awarenessI personally knew one person who had HIV. She died a couple years ago. She was a good friend of my mom. It was just so sad. I can remember the last time i saw her at the hospital. She was so thin and had all these lesions. It's one of those things that you sorta figure you may be able to deal with if you see it. But ... you can't. You can't be prepared for the change. All you can think about is what they used to look like. Part of me wanted to just hug her and tell her it'll be ok. The other part of me was pretty horrified. And it's hard to hide that. That 'you can't be the same person I've known all these years' look in your eyes.

She died about a week or so after I saw her. I didn't go to the funeral.

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