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I hate to see her go!

Journal entries will be slim this week. As the final week of my semester break, it’s a busy one. I have projects I need to see to, since I couldn’t work on them well while I was sick, but I also have Kavita’s farewell party tomorrow. (I will upload pictures Thursday or Friday for everyone’s amusement.) This entry is about Kavita, our friendship and where she’s headed.

One of the best things of my life–who I undoubtedly believe is Kavita–came about through something that’s unfortunately turned into one of the worst and most painful. (Life is funny, ironic and tragic like that.) I first met Kavita in May of 2004, when she and another friend, Elise, happened upon me on deviantART at random. You can view the original comments that started it all here, here and here. The rest, more or less, is history.

Kavita is truly one of the few females I’ve found on this earth who is not only someone I can get along with, but who is actually similar to me. Similar to the point that I’m searching for the scar of where they removed us from being conjoined. I’m a weird girl, and so is she. We have no problems with that. We don’t like to shop. We don’t pine after actors or musicians or anyone else. We’re loyal to the point of stupidity to those we do care about, though. We have similar philosophies, and when we don’t, it’s not a problem. We laugh at quirky and morbid things. One of the few things we can’t agree on is sushi, and I’m okay with that, really.

Since moving to Melbourne, I’ve been able to see Kavita a lot, and it’s been great for both of us. Without her, there would definitely have been some days where I more than slightly struggled to get through, and I know it’s been just the same for her with me. It’s always good to know you have someone you can count on, and Kavita is that for me. I hope she will always know I am that for her as well.

She’s going away to study in Japan for a year, and I couldn’t be more proud of her (unless she won the lottery and split the cash with me, of course). I’ve no doubt she’s going to do well as she learns more about the Japanese language and culture, probably even better than she thinks is possible. I’m sure, come this time next year when she returns to Australia, she will leave many a Japanese person missing her, too. It’s inevitable.

So this is a public journal for her. To let her know that though I hate to see her go, I know this is one of the best things for her at this point in her life, and therefore I couldn’t be happier. Thank goodness for the Internet and phones, though! I won’t have to miss her so much then!

Much love, Kav.

Comments ordered from oldest to newest.

Kav P

thank goodness for the internet indeed. now this feeling i have at the moment is preserved forever.

in my pants. HAR HAR HAR.

… i’m sorry, i’ve just entirely ruined the atmosphere.

Lelia

On the contrary, I think you created the atmosphere. *lights some candles and sets up a bubble bath*

Skept1C

Definitely a treasure. People that connect with you like that dont come around often, if at all for alot of people.

And yes…All Hail Internet….(and ibuprofen)
What a time to be alive!! : )

Flowers London

To go is to die a little bit, that’s what they say.