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Nou, ik hoop het wel! Crossing Fingers.... again!
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Thursday, May 17, 2007
we, me and my grandma, were sorta soulmate. she loved me more than ever and i felt especially since my parent divorced and left me. It seemed that we had so many things in common. we liked eating ice cream in the summer, i think it was chocolate mint with whipped cream on top. we liked to go to video rental store and grabbed my favorite cartoon, tom & jerry, which i thought she was almost died watching it again and again. we liked to go to post office every friday to write a letter to my mom who now live in a city called lakestown which i think now it was a fake name or probably grandma didn't want me to know. we liked to go to supermarket, usually on saturday when she didn't have any order for her catering business, and spent so many times we had going around and comparing prices since we really had to count everything we put in our shopping basket, she even sometimes took a piece of paper and pen which in the end full of her own counting scratches. we liked to go public phone to call her old friends. I liked it very much since they gave me so much attention when they talked to me on the phone. I would say that out of 10 minutes on the phone the 6 minutes were mine. We also liked to go to Sam's bookstore in the corner of the street where i would spend half a day reading comics and she, reading newspaper and gossipping with Sam although she was just a passive gossipper.
i didn't realize that time went so fast those days until i was all of sudden 14 years old. i studied in a nearby school, just 10 minutes walking from my house. my weekdays were full of school and weekends were spent hanging around with my friends which was usually placed at my house because of my grandma's comfort food. i even loved my weekend more when i was about 16,5 cause then my grandma bought me a pc for christmas gift. i felt so bad because i only gave her a new pan. anyway, it was really cool! i could install all the game that people talked about and had more friends coming to my house as well as that thing called internet. it was super strange i thought, because there where i could actually do everything i wanna do without every single effort than fingering the keyboard. it was hell of an invention.
Me and my internet were terrific until my grandma's strange attitude. she started becoming (sorry grandma, i really am) annoying. she kept forcing me to go to the supermarket where i could actually just had i delivered home with the internet, and with the internet was of course cheaper because i had many discounts so she didn't have to count again. she also didn't want to give me mom's e-mail address so i could just simply send her an e-mail every week so grandma didn't have to go along the way to post office. i really did not understand the way she thought about simplicity of life. she also refused when i offered her to see today's headline online so she didn't have to go to Sam's bookstore and hear all Sam's bullshits. she again refused to chat with her friends. she again again again refused all the things relating with my pc. I had no idea about it. then i stopped offering her. i just stopped. i probably stopped understanding her.
one day, she was on holiday for 3 weeks with her close friend to the beach. on the table she left a message, or probably to be exact a letter since it had an envelope and glued nicely in an conventional way. she wrote "i just miss spending the time with you again, just like you loved to before"
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