Saturday, March 31, 2007

Shit.

Dear Jeremy Low,

I feel like shit since I saw your smile turn into an angry frown, adominishing me and Nad, your face changing, distorting into a caricature of unpleasantness at Fisherman's Wharf. I truly wish things turned out differently yesterday.

I guess I should have known better, we have been so comfortable around each other that we forget you have feelings too. That you will one day, blow up, if not for this, but for dissing you as much as we did. I have no other excuse, but that I simply forgot you DO have feelings, you were so accomodating to us dissing you that I forgot. I took you for granted and for that I apologise. (On another note, the fact that HE was Val's ex or that situation NEVER crossed my mind, I never thought she would go out with someone like HIM. Like Honestly. SEE, I talk good about your girlfriend!)

I sincerely apologise to you my dear friend, my one and only bassist in my entire life, my extremely best friend, you mean so much to me, that I realise because it is now the day after and I still feel like motherfucking shit. Val is such a sweetie and remember all the negative advice I gave outside FOS Holland Village? Screw THAT, you do what you wanna do and we'll still be here if you need us.

I am sorry Jem, I must have made you feel like fucking shit, I was an insensitive friend. In fact I feel so ashamed to step up to the plate and call myself your friend.

Jeremy, I'm sorry I hurt you. No amount of Love La Love will make everything better instantly but I hope you'll love me back soon? =)

I love you Jemo. Please forgive me.

Love,
Marlia