The Story of Chad and Ashton
I met Chad, September, 2002. The very first time I saw him, he was in my guitar class, debating with my guitar teacher. My teacher was trying to be all tough, like teachers like to do in the beginning of the year, but Chad was all rebelish and made my teacher look bad. I though Chad was a rough and tough big bad Chad. He was intimadating. The second time I saw Chad was at Susannah's "Young Peoples," meeting. He made me laugh, talking about eating vegtable and then pudding. I embarrassed myself because of my ridiculously loud laugh. I didn't really speak to Chad. Josee and I would scare him in the hallways, while going around and complimenting people one day. But I never had a real conversation with him. Until just one day Susy gave me his e-mail address. And that was just it. We were internet friends. We talked on the internet just not in person or anything. Or friendship has come so far by that time. And I couldn't be more comfortable with him. I'm excited about learning more about him, but am sad that I will not have his presence next year in school. I know that school would have been a lot harder these past few months if i didn't have his shoulder.
Dear Chad:
I'm sorry about the way things have been going latly, just promise me that you won't loose sleep over it. ;] All my thanks is expressed in that poem. All my expression, in which is hard to express, because my vocabulary is too small for expression. (Thats a lot of express words ;]) Anyways. Just thanks so much for listening to me and my ugly days. It means so much to me, that you don't understand. And never worry about me being a better friend, cause it's not possible. You know how i care, so i can maybe end this now. ;] I'm here, and see you around new found friend.
