HFCS: effika’s blog

French was boring. We were just going over aimer (to love/like) and how to say how much you like something. For 2 hours. I did come to the conclusion that the French are a very general sort of people. The specifics don’t matter, just the basic idea behind it. For example, aimer can mean to love, but it can also mean to merely like. The idea of fondness for a person/thing is there, but the degree is left open. Of course there are ways to specify a more exact meaning, but that very common verb is left ambiguous.

I was reading this thread in the Awful forums this afternoon. It made me realize that I could very well be fucked. Sean can just stop talking to me if he wants to, can decide he doesn’t want to care (Although I /know/ he does. He wouldn’t have let me know he was alive after I had the scary dream if he didn’t.), and I can’t do anything about it. Apparently relationships (friend or otherwise) break apart a lot, and this kind of thing happens. Everyone’s got a story to tell. I don’t want this to be my first story. I know Sean and I can be friends. Everything just got so stressful for both of us that things fell apart. I know I can handle things better now. Last week was really, really bad for me (although I know that’s no excuse). School starting and then the wreck were almost too much for me to handle. I know Sean’s had a hard time ever since he moved back home. But I’m here, I’m feeling better, and I miss you, Sean. Let’s not be like everybody else. Let’s try to keep our friendship.

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