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Friday, 29 October 2004
surrealism
Mood:  not sure
chanda & i walked casually into legal studies. we were early because we had a midterm that day. she knelt down a bit to pick up a daily cal that was on the floor of the row in which we always sat. she opened it up. i glanced over.

i saw her picture

i saw the name under her picture

i furrowed my brow

i was confused

i heard chanda say "oh how sad" & point to the title of the article

i saw the word "motorcycle"

i told myself...oh maybe she got hurt

then i saw the word "dies"

& it was like a double take

i said "WHAT?" outloud

& seriously a couple of minutes later it finally registered in my brain..i just kept staring at the picture...

katherine lew

i had met her in january when i started working at campus market...she was the first real friend i met at work...when i found out she loved motorcycles i got super excited...& i secretly envied her...i think we quickly grew fond of each other cuz we exchanged info & talked online & complained together...

i know we had our moments when we were annoyed w/ each other but in the end it didn't matter...

the last time i saw her i was working at zee zee & she was making a copy & we were catching up...

it was weird because i was thinking about her recently...

about things she said...& i saw her phone number in my cell phone & i was wondering what happened to her...

i remember when i told her i secretly liked motorcycles she said looking at me doubtfully "it takes a certain kind of person...the kind of person that is ready to die at any moment"

she was always sort of doubtful of my interest as if it was her special power that others could not possess...& it's ironic that it is just that power that takes her from us now...

in reality i just don't know many ppl at berk...& i even more rarely call them my friends...so this is strange...or not really but i can't even describe it...

i just don't understand how they don't know how she died...

i'm still in a state of shock & confusion...

i just remember all chanda said after we read the article together with an insecure waver in her voice "connie, you are never riding a motorcycle"




r.i.p.
katherine lew
october 7, 2004

the article

Posted by blog/c_is_for at 2:25 AM PDT
Updated: Saturday, 30 October 2004 7:15 PM PDT
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