This is For My Grads
This is for all my loves and my hearts that I’ve been blessed to be beside this year of ‘06.
Wishing y’all the best of luck out there and to let you know that, indeed so, words cannot express the way I feel so deeply for my coops; my buds.
But I’ll try, and just know and keep in mind that this – what I am about to write – is just a little token of my love for you . . . ( you have been warned. )
Brittany,
Didn’t really talk to you for the first half of the first semester. Being the shy and timid person I am, I didn’t pretty much talk to anyone but Bri. But when I got to know you, you were my cool coop! My homie! My li’l ace boon coon. Top dog.
Ha! We did a lot of stupid things together and I enjoyed every minute of it. When you were down, everything stopped and it made me sad to see you that way. But when you’re up, you’re up high and I’m taggin’ along right beside you.
Always offered to beat someone up if I seemed sad and in the dumps and knew when to say something and when to just give a word of encouragement or hug. I don’t think you ever knew it, but it lifted me up a little inside and everything started to become brighter.
You were my fall out partner in theater tech, and in the art room whenever I felt like roaming around art class or when Jasmino wasn’t there. We were just like that; the clowns of any operation.
And now that you’re gone, it pains me to see you leave me behind. But what can I do? You have to go! Your future awaits you. But remember me and all the good times to be had by yours truly. I’ll miss you.
Get a kick outta life,
K-K-K-K- Kala
PS: And if you ever want someone to beat your butt in arm wrestling again, I’m yo girl! Just give a li’l ring.
Brandy,
Ydnarb! My little homicidal Alice in Wonderland doll, what up! I know I’ve only known of you for the last two semesters but we kicked it off real nice for the last. So let me be the first to say, you rock, my little quiet psycho!
I didn’t know what to say – and I know less now – of how to sum are meeting into words, but you indeed are the best little cute thing anyone could ever ask for! You don’t hesitate to say what’s on your mind and you don’t really care if someone over hears it. You’re just that cool.
You always help your friends when it’s in your means to do so – or use them to spy on people. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you down in the dumps. You have that slyness about you, like the Cheshire Cat or something. You just . . . rock!!
I cried a little when I gave you my last hug. I didn’t want you to go because I knew you were the last of my friends that I had to say good-bye to. And I didn’t want that. So before I start to cry again, I’ll wish you the best of luck in life and in the school years beyond. I’ll miss you.
With a big heart,
Alak
PS: Whenever I get my tamagachi, I’m gonna beat your generations!
J-Man A.K.A. Mr. Pretty Eyes,
Who exactly knows what to say about you? You’re crazy. Spontaneous! And an all-around good guy to hang around with. You’re a jokester when it counts, and a shoulder to lean on when I needed it.
I’m . . . actually lost in trying to find words to describe you in. To give you your ‘lime light’ moment just like the others. You’re just . . . you! But I wouldn’t change that for the life of me. You’re awesome – and a little more than just awe-inspiring.
You were part of the energy that flowed through the art room, and the crazy person in plays while you were on stage.
Though, now that you’re gone, I feel the dregs of that energy and charisma that was all you (it’s so quiet in the art room now that y’all are gone!). I hope that whatever you try to do in life, you’ll do it to the fullest, and always with a smile. I’ll miss you. Good luck.
With joy and love,
Kala
PS: If you’re still looking out for a ‘play-mistress’, I’ll be there when you need me!
Papa Panda,
You were the odd well of knowledge and a cheery soul to be around. You always seemed to know a little something about everything and it would help to clear any cloud of confusion.
For you, it’s been really crazy and really odd moments around me and Jasmino, but you stuck with us – sometimes – and laughed right along.
You’re amazing and I’m sad that you have to go, but whatever field you decide to go into, conquer with a smile! I’m miss you. Good luck at your future.
Best of wishes,
Kala
Ryan,
Dardy’s right hand man, and the butt of most of our jokes. What you bring to the table is craziness with a dash of crack head antics. You are the best mangina boy anybody could ever ask for. |hugs the computer|
I don’t remember just how our friendship started, but I’m really glad it did. All the craziness in the art room and the random moments in there were nothing but fun times, and getting on Mrs. Lee’s nerves was just a little bonus. Until she yelled at us to shut up. Still, though, good times.
Now all I can say is let the good times roll on! Just, in different places, of course. Good luck tackling your future and being whatever you desire to be. I’ll miss you.
Much love,
Kala
Hannah,
You are, by far, hands down, one of the most craziest random people I have ever met! And I like you for it.
Bold as hell and you don’t give care about who’s around. You’re just you! So fine, continue to be that way. You’re random, so everyone should be warned and just enjoy the show.
Things change so much and it’s crazy to see how much has really changed. But you took the blows and jabbed back a couple of your own and this is how ya made it throw CHHS.
I’ll miss you when you’re gone and I hope that everything goes as planned . . . sike! Nothing ever goes as planned! Roll with the spontaneity that is life! You’ll do just find. I promise.
Remember me,
Kala
PS: Good luck with the baby!
This is for my grads.
This is for all the fond memories I’ve had from you guys. This is for the crazy and completely outrageous and – just a little – disturbing moments of fun. And this is what I’ll remember ever time I think about you. This is all for you.
I thank God for giving me the opportunity to be graced inside your presence and . . . . I just thank Him for giving me such good friends to have these memories with. Thank y’all; God bless.
From my heart to yours and everything in-between!
Kala B. Bohannon
love y’all; peace out |