Ok, I give in, here's an update!
This is going to be long, but I'm gonna do everything I can to make it entertaining.
I'm amazed that people are actually interested in my personal life! I had been reading through the old entries here and some even older ones somewhere else which I am so embarrassed by that I'm not even going to say the site name just in case somebody feels clever enough to search for it, heheh, and while I used to be a whiny little shit (now a moody big shit), there's something compelling about writing about your life and your experiences and actually having people listen and share it with you. I will be reading and commenting on your Journals in return.
I'm also going to be attempting to get back in touch with some old friends from these eras, maybe catch up, see what kind of adults they became.
This has all been triggered by a message by an old, very close, friend I had who was pretty much internet and phone only. In my incredibly depressed phase (seriously, I had to have counselling and everything and I dropped out of school, this was real) she was the only one who understood and we became a bit of a long-distance-relationship item, and I ended up with a £200 phone bill for it, hahah. In the end her family got into debt and they had to move to Australia with her grandparents (I don't think you can get any further away than that) and contact was severed for various reasons. Needless to say, the message triggered fond memories, but fond memories of a time I had always tried to forget. The truth is, depressed memories can be good memories too because of the people that got you through it, and I think I met some of the most interesting people I've ever known through the pre-emo lifestyle I entered into back then.
I've always wanted to know how life has turned out for particular ex-girlfriends of mine, from my juvenile years, Abby and Inara in particular, others were mostly good enough to stay friends, though the crazy way I responded back then to the breakups was pretty much a guaranteed 'stay away' warning to them, heheh. I did try some Facebookage with which I was met by total blankness from one and a rather blunt statement of how I'm 'not somebody [they] wish to be in contact with' from the other, haha. Ah well.
I can see how much I've changed (and changed back, and changed again) over the years, I've been an anime nut, hyperactive, depressed (I genuinely was, turns out it actually wasn't a phase), religious, atheist (a long period of time between those two, trust me), bisexual (I didn't want attention, I genuinely felt that way in my teens... hormones?) but the one thing that remains constant is I certainly like going on about it, so, I'm sorry to unleash this upon you, but I will be writing on LiveJournal again, like the old days. If you want to jump ship now, feel free.
So with all of the things which have changed since the old Journal-writing days, what is the same? Well, I still love music. I mean I REALLY love music. I'm still into art and graphics, in fact I am a freelance graphic designer now, it's how I make my cash, I'm still hiding a rather emotional lil' feller underneath but I put him to better use these days. I've been with my girlfriend Sophie for two and a half brilliant years (well, 2 years and five months tomorrow) and I'll be filling you in soon on how that came about if you're interested. Think of the next number of entries as a sort of Evangelion/Watchmen-style jumping back and forwards in time to tell each segment of a story... Only far less exciting, though it may still end up with millions dead and a giant squid.
An affectionate shout out to Kaye, Amber, Jaimee, Vicky, Sarah and anybody else who remembers the early 2000s and our lil' online Journal adventures.
I'm amazed that people are actually interested in my personal life! I had been reading through the old entries here and some even older ones somewhere else which I am so embarrassed by that I'm not even going to say the site name just in case somebody feels clever enough to search for it, heheh, and while I used to be a whiny little shit (now a moody big shit), there's something compelling about writing about your life and your experiences and actually having people listen and share it with you. I will be reading and commenting on your Journals in return.
I'm also going to be attempting to get back in touch with some old friends from these eras, maybe catch up, see what kind of adults they became.
This has all been triggered by a message by an old, very close, friend I had who was pretty much internet and phone only. In my incredibly depressed phase (seriously, I had to have counselling and everything and I dropped out of school, this was real) she was the only one who understood and we became a bit of a long-distance-relationship item, and I ended up with a £200 phone bill for it, hahah. In the end her family got into debt and they had to move to Australia with her grandparents (I don't think you can get any further away than that) and contact was severed for various reasons. Needless to say, the message triggered fond memories, but fond memories of a time I had always tried to forget. The truth is, depressed memories can be good memories too because of the people that got you through it, and I think I met some of the most interesting people I've ever known through the pre-emo lifestyle I entered into back then.
I've always wanted to know how life has turned out for particular ex-girlfriends of mine, from my juvenile years, Abby and Inara in particular, others were mostly good enough to stay friends, though the crazy way I responded back then to the breakups was pretty much a guaranteed 'stay away' warning to them, heheh. I did try some Facebookage with which I was met by total blankness from one and a rather blunt statement of how I'm 'not somebody [they] wish to be in contact with' from the other, haha. Ah well.
I can see how much I've changed (and changed back, and changed again) over the years, I've been an anime nut, hyperactive, depressed (I genuinely was, turns out it actually wasn't a phase), religious, atheist (a long period of time between those two, trust me), bisexual (I didn't want attention, I genuinely felt that way in my teens... hormones?) but the one thing that remains constant is I certainly like going on about it, so, I'm sorry to unleash this upon you, but I will be writing on LiveJournal again, like the old days. If you want to jump ship now, feel free.
So with all of the things which have changed since the old Journal-writing days, what is the same? Well, I still love music. I mean I REALLY love music. I'm still into art and graphics, in fact I am a freelance graphic designer now, it's how I make my cash, I'm still hiding a rather emotional lil' feller underneath but I put him to better use these days. I've been with my girlfriend Sophie for two and a half brilliant years (well, 2 years and five months tomorrow) and I'll be filling you in soon on how that came about if you're interested. Think of the next number of entries as a sort of Evangelion/Watchmen-style jumping back and forwards in time to tell each segment of a story... Only far less exciting, though it may still end up with millions dead and a giant squid.
An affectionate shout out to Kaye, Amber, Jaimee, Vicky, Sarah and anybody else who remembers the early 2000s and our lil' online Journal adventures.