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I remember when I met this guy, and boy am I glad I did.
Second week of college, I'd just been introduced to the group, I remember sitting over on teh grass and I kept glancing over to the huge group over by the wall and I'm sure I noticed Pablo lookign at me a few times, probably wondering whether or not to come talk to me or whatever =] but anyway, I was left with only him for company on the Tuesday.
Why are me and Pablo such good friends? good question, and a long story too =]
well, you all know that I used to self-harm, the third week of college my parents found out, it'd been goign on for over a year but I told them 'only a few months back' well, I thought it was finally over, my whole sensible life, I thought I was gonna die, I WANTED to just die, but anyway, the Monday before me and Pablo had had this longarse phone conversation, I text him the night my folks found out and he phoned me at ten past eleven and the only reason the phone call finished was because the battery in his phone died.
I've NEVER had anyone before or sicne phone me at that time JUST to talk to me.
well that's the whole reason I like Pablo so much, and my parents like him too, because of how much he helped me through teh self-harm first time round.
What reminds me of Pablo - My stuffed toy tigger, who Pablo had for about a day and when I got him back he smelt like him XD
