Wednesday, November 30, 2005  

I doubt you're reading this. You never could remember my website's address. *weak smile*

I never said it. Well, never to your face. Which is horrible because I'm the way I am now because of you. That's how much you've impacted my life. It used to be that not a day went by that I thought of you, how you would act in my situation, and I would try to act accordingly. You laid the guidelines for my change. The foundations for my ethics today. I do my best now to act in a way that would make you proud of me.

I remember your threat, still. I haven't joined the police force.

I no longer get hysterical a potentially dangerous situation arises -- like when a dvd or vhs gets jammed.

I don't try to force anime and games on people that have no interest in it.

I'm still planning to dedicate my first book to you, not Quincy.

And I still have no idea why you wanted to know my shirt size.

But, I'm sorry, 'nee-san.

   [ posted by Kristin @ 9:37 PM ] [ ]