Ill start with vivian

Six years goes by like a flash if youre not paying attention. But i was, and i was paying attention to people. Its almost impossible to speculate who is going to be there in the future, but fuck impossibility when you have something called faith.

I think i want to write about everyone i have faith in right now, at this point in my life.

Ill start with Agent Nguyen



I can honestly say, i didnt give a shit about this girl in 6th grade. Actually that sounds kind of brutal. How bout, i just didnt care for her. And that held some truth for about two years. I really dont know what happened but in a matter of year she became something vital to me, and it hasnt changed since.

It began sometime when i was still a whiny little bitch, and just HAD to go to her about all my bullshit. She heard about everything, and thank god for her, cause i woulda went crazy and bugged someone with less patience who would have then shot me with a fiery ball of anger. But somewhere along the line, i began to, to....idolize her. She seemed like such an infallible character to me, never falls, never breaks(she never REALLY has). And one day she stopped listening to me, and i took a cue. I broke myself down only in hopes of becoming big and strong like her (funny i say that cause i could probably pick her up and toss her). I think i came close, but no dice.

Honestly, i dont know how i would be without her. I REALLY dont. Most people you can take a guess. For example, without lets say....my mom, i wouldnt be born right? Your dentist, youd be at another dentist. Well with her, i really cant guess.I wouldnt want to guess though, cause i wouldnt want to have it any other way, then with her.

And with that, i come back to faith. Many people dont carry this with them when they leave. But im not leaving, im staying, others are leaving, and im going to carry the faith for them. And Vivian, is a driving factor for the reason i have faith in the friendships ive made, and the friendships that i believe will carry on for many years. She gives me faith that i can write about her in another seven years, faith that i can see her husband, her kids, her grand kids. Faith, that i can grow old with her, and reminisce, about how all it took to get there, was faith.


God is the only source of faith for some people, but not for me. My faith comes from vivian.




This blog sucks by the way. Only cause it doesnt do me any justice of how i feel about this girl