Alanis Morsette

I went out with an old friend yesterday. We went to language school together 7 years ago, we were both Korean Linguists in the Army. I remember that she was the girl that I thought looked a lot like Alanis Morsette.

I met her at her hotel in Austin and we went to 6th street.

It was so great to just be able to catch up. Its interesting how I have remained so close to many people who I went to language school with. We are all somehow connected for life.

At least some of them. For instance, my friend Brachkoki. We have been friends for almost ten years. It is amazing to me, and we just keep on getting closer and closer as time continues.

June 2000

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"That is too bad you didn't pass that test," PFC Brachkoki said to me sympathetically.

"I'm not that sad about it," I said, "means I can stay here in Monterey, California six more months."

"yeah, Vanilla She got held back," the young Marine, my best friend at the time, told Brachkoki about me.

"You know," Brachkoki told the two of us, "You two are always together, you would make a great couple."

"Ewwww!!! No way!" I said.

The young Marine seemed slightly offended but held onto the delusion that someday we will be together.

"So, last night I got really drunk and threw away all my books and tapes," Brachkoki laughed, "in the dumpster!" he laughed even harder.

"you are crazy!" I yelled and laughed, amused at how funny he thought that was.

"So I am on my way to foxtrot company barracks," Brachkoki exclaimed, "Daddy is hungry for pink tacos." he laughed referring to his special friend.

"Have fun!" the young Marine said.

"Hey, so I am leaving tomorrow to San Angelo, Texas, can I get your email address?" Brachkoki asked.

"Um, yeah do you have a piece of paper?" I said flattered that he wanted to stay in contact.

"Umm.. no, just tell me your email and I will remember." he said.

"okay its...leoho19@hotmail.com." I said giving him my email address. I was doubtful that he would ever remember or write me for that reason. Much like when you are in high school and the cool kids write "let's keep in touch!" or "let's hang out this summer." but did not really mean it. Brachkoki, in my eyes was the cool kid in school and there was no way he would want to write me.

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Or so I thought......

It started with emails, then phone calls. The we visited each other a few times and developed a stronger friendship.

Something about being in the Army with someone makes you closer.

Here I was seven years later and having dinner with a former Army comrade.

Alanis (not her real name but for the sake of this blog she shall be called as such)had lived a fulfilling seven years. I was impressed.

Its fun to see how people turned out after not seeing them for many years.

It was a goodnight, and I hope to keep in contact with her in the future.