But you are still an accident...
So mostly I never update my LJ anymore, because of Myspace. But I've decided I'd rather update my livejournal, because I always have people on my Myspace list that I have to hide shit from and I have nothing to hide from my LJ friends list. So yeah... you actually get an entry, guys. Let's see... I went home on Christmas break. That was cool... I got to see Robby and Mum and Ron and Max... there were a few people I didn't get to see, so that was sad... Ron and Max, holy shit do I miss those fools. I think that's probably the most relieving feeling ever. Honestly, I was nervous, because I hadn't been there for ages, I didn't know if it would be the same. I didn't know if I could disappear one day, not show up for 2 years, and still have everything be like I had never left. Foolish me. We didn't miss a beat. I love them for that. It was like I went out of town for a little while or something. They talked about shit that I wasn't there for and I talked about shit that they weren't there for... but there was no awkward moments or anything. As a matter of fact, after I had been there for about 5 minutes and hugged the hell out of them, it was back to the old "fuck you" talk. I missed it, I'm not going to lie. Since I've left, I've not met one person who I could love so much but still talk so much shit to. Our entire relationship basically consists of us saying rude shit to each other until someone (usually me) ends up seeming actually offended and then saying something along the lines of "Suck it up, you cunt, you know I love you." They're like... family, practically. Ugh... I miss the fuck out of them already and I've only been home for a couple weeks. I'm so pumped that they're moving closer soon. There's a lot more going on, but I'm really sick of smelling Ruby Tuesday and smoke, so I need to shower. More soon though.