I have offically banned myself from facebook till December 1, 2010.
In the mean time I have decided to fill my time with whatever I can...
That has included alot of watching sienfeld.
Tonight I caved.
I began to blog stalk.
It started simply at looking at a friends,
then I moved onto an ex-guy,
Slowly I moved onto a girl who at one point my very exsistance made her cringe.
That being said- she wrote about something-
that I myself have avoided writing about....
Well facebook is out of the question-
So blog... here it is.
July 29, 2010
I lost my hand model.
I lost my Keva partner.
I lost my muse of 7 years.
I lost my mother of 20 years.
I lost my best friend of 2 1/2 years.
Her name was Angela Ivie
She raised two kids on her own-
Completely on her own.
She made a lot of bad choices,
But did her absolute best to be good.
Her hands were two of God's most beautiful creations.
Each finger, each nail, each vein
was a work of art within it's self.
She was terrible with money-
But was always so pretty
She was the funniest person I know,
And I didn't know it till the last 2 1/2 years.
The day I turned 18 was the DAY we became friends.
Not just friends-
But best friends.
She no longer was responsible for me,
And I finally got the freedom I craved.
We went out to dinner- to Ruby River
(Like always)
I got my medium rare prime rib
(Like always)
And mom and I sat and laughed
I mean... we laughed
HARD.
(Like..... that never happens...)
Couple weeks later we planned our first road trip.
As friends.
We continued to roll our eyes at each other
And not understand.
but it didn't matter anymore because we now laughed together.
all the time.
I was the last person to see her alive.
That whole night was spent laughing
and holding hands
....Like always.
I miss her like crazy.
I cry alot.
alot.
I spend a lot of time down in springville,
Laying next to her grave,
and crying.
There.
It's Officail.
I blogged about it.
