Strange Happenings
So I'll update about what's actually going on in my life in a minute, but first I have to talk about something...or rather, someone...
I recently joined Classmates.com...I figured, well you know, it's coming up on my sixth year out of high school, perhaps it's time to see what everyone is up to, or at least the very few people I cared about. I went to two different high schools and had a better time at one than the other, but that's beside the point.
My very first best friend in the entire world, her name was Rhiannon, and we had a very strange end to our friendship, mostly brought on by my parents, who were incredibly worried about her drug and alcohol use, and so we parted ways. I can remember spending hours on the phone with her just crying my my eyes out. I really truly loved her with all my heart. I can't even describe it.
Anyway...I've only seen her once since I left that high school, so it's been close to eight years now, but I've been having these incredibly strange dreams with her in all of them, so I woke up one morning and did a peoplesearch for her, to no avail. About three weeks later I got an email from an administrator at that very high school, wanting an update about my life. I explained my situation, that I had only gone there two years, but I told him that I was looking for Rhiannon, and for nearly a month now hadn't heard anything back. I just got an email with her address and phone number and I am absolutely beside myself with anxiety, and am not sure how to handle it. I'm trying not to cry, because here the opportunity is in front of me, to contact her, and I don't even know how...
So I think I'm going to go in my room a little bit later today, turn on Pretty Hate Machine, Under the Pink, and Live Through This, all albums we lived on, and write her a long letter, which I will mail her...I couldn't call, I wouldn't know how to start the conversation. I wonder if she still thinks of me, if she even cares, and if I send her a letter, it will be in her court as to whether or not she wants to contact me. I'm scared out of my wits. Does anyone understand?
Okay. Deep breath...and on with the update on the rest of my life..
It's looking fairly for sure that I'm going to lose my car, but I've come to terms with that, and I'm pretty okay with it. If it has to happen it has to happen, and I can't make money appear out of nowhere.
Band practice Wednesday, we're completely excited. We have a new guitarist, MikeyZero and he's thrilled about being able to join us, so that's great, I think we're all just thrilled at how well this is coming along. And of course, of the opportunities it brings.
In other music news. I have to say that I'm thrilled. It's official, Depeche Mode are now recording their new album, as we speak. I cannot wait...of course this means tour, which is more of what I cannot wait for...
I need some lavender spray, I have to calm down, I'm so nervous. Any advice, ideas thoughts? Help! This is probably a letter I'll write two or three times before I actually send it.
I recently joined Classmates.com...I figured, well you know, it's coming up on my sixth year out of high school, perhaps it's time to see what everyone is up to, or at least the very few people I cared about. I went to two different high schools and had a better time at one than the other, but that's beside the point.
My very first best friend in the entire world, her name was Rhiannon, and we had a very strange end to our friendship, mostly brought on by my parents, who were incredibly worried about her drug and alcohol use, and so we parted ways. I can remember spending hours on the phone with her just crying my my eyes out. I really truly loved her with all my heart. I can't even describe it.
Anyway...I've only seen her once since I left that high school, so it's been close to eight years now, but I've been having these incredibly strange dreams with her in all of them, so I woke up one morning and did a peoplesearch for her, to no avail. About three weeks later I got an email from an administrator at that very high school, wanting an update about my life. I explained my situation, that I had only gone there two years, but I told him that I was looking for Rhiannon, and for nearly a month now hadn't heard anything back. I just got an email with her address and phone number and I am absolutely beside myself with anxiety, and am not sure how to handle it. I'm trying not to cry, because here the opportunity is in front of me, to contact her, and I don't even know how...
So I think I'm going to go in my room a little bit later today, turn on Pretty Hate Machine, Under the Pink, and Live Through This, all albums we lived on, and write her a long letter, which I will mail her...I couldn't call, I wouldn't know how to start the conversation. I wonder if she still thinks of me, if she even cares, and if I send her a letter, it will be in her court as to whether or not she wants to contact me. I'm scared out of my wits. Does anyone understand?
Okay. Deep breath...and on with the update on the rest of my life..
It's looking fairly for sure that I'm going to lose my car, but I've come to terms with that, and I'm pretty okay with it. If it has to happen it has to happen, and I can't make money appear out of nowhere.
Band practice Wednesday, we're completely excited. We have a new guitarist, MikeyZero and he's thrilled about being able to join us, so that's great, I think we're all just thrilled at how well this is coming along. And of course, of the opportunities it brings.
In other music news. I have to say that I'm thrilled. It's official, Depeche Mode are now recording their new album, as we speak. I cannot wait...of course this means tour, which is more of what I cannot wait for...
I need some lavender spray, I have to calm down, I'm so nervous. Any advice, ideas thoughts? Help! This is probably a letter I'll write two or three times before I actually send it.