...funny how things turn out
'I wonder if this is how he always felt' she mused. It was strange seeing him now with someone else - obsessed, caught up in that initial whirlwind of inebriation. Watching as he passed on the walkway overhead, she saw the smile on his face and knew that she should be happy for him, happy that he had finally found someone that could make him smile the way he now did - displaying the kind of inhibited joy that she'd never been privy to. How naive of her to assume that he would always be there. Yet, despite it all, it was a rather comforting, albeit bittersweet, feeling to know that she could finally close that door of possibility.
Having graduated from college, it seems only appropriate for me to experience something new and exciting - hence my foray into the magical world of *livejournal*. I've resisted this for sometime now, clinging hopefully to the possibility that pitas would make some kind of sudden ridiculous comeback. However, considering that virtually no one has heard of pitas and that it has turned into the abomination now known as DIARYLAND (whoever invented that God-awful name should be shot), my jumping ship seems but natural.
Unfortunately, seeing as the number of options that livejournal offers make pitas appear nothing short of archaic, this will take some getting used to.
Having graduated from college, it seems only appropriate for me to experience something new and exciting - hence my foray into the magical world of *livejournal*. I've resisted this for sometime now, clinging hopefully to the possibility that pitas would make some kind of sudden ridiculous comeback. However, considering that virtually no one has heard of pitas and that it has turned into the abomination now known as DIARYLAND (whoever invented that God-awful name should be shot), my jumping ship seems but natural.
Unfortunately, seeing as the number of options that livejournal offers make pitas appear nothing short of archaic, this will take some getting used to.