just so you guys know, i am basically cleared to join the CIA now

just so you guys know, i am basically cleared to join the CIA now
PROM you guise! my baby brother is on his way to prom AS WE SPEAK.
i took some pictures
my brother and his gf tiffany
the whole group (way too many ppl imo)
the senior swim men
and ME with my brother and his best friends. i used to babysit these boys. how is that possible?
i got my official orientation date for my internship with the Bureau of Overseas Building Operations! i start on June 11th!!!
is this skirt perfect for my new, professional, grownup wardrobe?
HELP ME, TUMBLR!
I’m going to see Fun. tonight!
So, am I feeling…
demure floral print and lace
or
bold hot pink and sheer mesh
??????????????????????????????
it is just SO MASSIVELY UNFAIR that the weather is terrible and scary and thundery and wet
and i’m in class
and after class i have to study for my mother fucking plant materials midterm (which is the HARDEST class btw, don’t be fooled by it’s silly name)
and i can’t snuggle up in bed with my puppy and read catching fire
MY LIFE IS SO HARD
heading to the funeral. i’m not big on public displays of emotion and there’s about a zero percent chance that i’m not going to totally lose it. being in a room full of people who loved him as much as i did should be beautiful, but i feel like i’m walking into my own personal hell. but for ruel and for his family, i will be there. and i’ll be as strong as i possibly can.
i saw my old choir director/forever mentor as soon as i walked in the door and totally lost it. i was a big sobbing mess through the whole service. but after i got to tons of people i hadn’t seen since graduation. and it was a beautiful, bittersweet reunion.
heading to the funeral. i’m not big on public displays of emotion and there’s about a zero percent chance that i’m not going to totally lose it. being in a room full of people who loved him as much as i did should be beautiful, but i feel like i’m walking into my own personal hell. but for ruel and for his family, i will be there. and i’ll be as strong as i possibly can.
Ruel Bobet was one of my very best friends. He passed away on Saturday. He had been fighting stomach cancer for 10 months. And he was only 21 years old. What’s worse is that his father is a recent cancer survivor.
We had been friends since junior high and close since high school, but it was after graduation when we grew into maturity that our friendship did the same.
It was in college that we realized what similar creatures we were. And it was with him that I bonded over the things too many of our peers would rather party than care about.
Every time we were both in town, it was a marathon of “what is the weirdest, most obscure foreign movie we can see tonight,” “lets go eat at that little French hole in the wall one more time,” or “have you seen this recipe or that npr article.”
I know that I will never be able to watch a movie at the Riveroaks Grand or eat at Block 7 or make a mushroom risotto or read about real estate in Abu Dabi or shop for sunglasses or watch a soccer match or even read a truly great book again without thinking of him.
I got the news from Nadia, another close friend from high school. She was in a room with more of our close friends and classmates.
As the only one in our little group that made the oh-so-distant trip out to LSU, I was alone. And although Angela, who had only met Ruel a couple of times, was at my side in an instant, I have never felt more alone. To be alone in grief is the loneliest alone I have ever felt.
I want my irl friends and my tumblr friends to know how much your company means to me. To be distracted for any amount of time is the only thing keeping me sane.
I will leave you with this article the UT newspaper wrote honoring him and his commitment to the Texas 4000.
And I would ask you to feel sorry not for me, but for his family whose lives have been so ravaged by cancer in the last few years. They are incredibly strong and beautiful people who have been nothing but kind and supportive of me. I only wish that I could do more for them.