Holy Smokes

Pineapple Express + reefer = some night

I am so baked right now, I'm laughing at myself.

11:11 we should definitely see what good things happen to us on this day. God, I love you. Today was perfect. You held me and I felt you love me. "Come with me to Israel next summer." "Why won't you let me spoil you; I wish I can spoil you." "God, you're so sexy and beautiful and smart and wonderful, I'm so lucky to have you." Oh my God, you love me so much. I wish I can always love like this. "We're perfect like this." Smoking, smiling. Planning picnics, zoos, museums, paintings, children, I love you I love you I love you. "Come with me to Viet Nam." - "I already told you that I will." - "Let's go to India." - "Let's just travel the world together... I have faith that you will be a successful playwright." - "What, you're making me make all the money?" - "I won't make as much money as you." Uh huh. Six months in, please make it one year, please make it five years, please make it twenty years, make it forever, I want us to love forever. That would be so beautiful and wonderful and maybe I'm just in love, but he makes me feel so happy. Or... being in love should be a big contribute, huh?

Wow the 400 yard free-style was such a close call. USA won the gold. That was awesome. The Chinese are so good at synchronized diving and gymnastics. I've also been watching the equestrian sports, basketball, the opening ceremonies. I love the Olympics. I won't be so lonely this week. But fuck, I've been blowing people off. I haven't replied to my mom, Linh, or my cousin May, who sounds like she might be in trouble. I don't know what's wrong with me. I'm really wrapped up in my own world, I've stopped caring about people who aren't immediate in the vicinity of my mind. God, I suck.

All these stories about athletes is making me sentimental and tired.