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Just had a pretty good night out. I thought I wasn't going to see Christian and Nimo for a while because the sequel of their favorite games came out, so they basically told me not to call them at least until December. So I'm online talking to some good e-friends when all of a sudden Christian shows up at my door.. with Nimo, Chris, Ben and Najman, the latter three being friends whom I haven't seen in a couple of months. I JUST ABOUT CRIED, I THOUGHT THEY FORGOT ABOUT ME. We didn't have this huge spectacular adventure, but we went to Bayshore because a couple of them were trading in old games for the new ones (Call of Duty: World at War II and Left 4 Dead II), went and visited Azeeza, ran into Adam Keats (who I actually dislike on a massive level due to his long history of douchebaggery), met some new people, and basically just loafed around for a couple of hours. --OH GOD IT WAS SO AWKWARD, TOO. We went into EB Games and there's this guy in line, right? So I'm walking up and down the aisles and walk past him and notice that he's holding a phone just like mine. I stop and I'm like, "Hey, I have that exact phone!", and just instinctively go on a digging exploration into my pocket to look for it - and it's not there. So I look at him and I'm like, "Dude, that's my phone." I go to grab it and he pulls it away and gives me this weird look, and just then I find my phone in my sweater pocket, not my coat pocket. PRETTY FUCKING EMBARRASSING. I just mumbled "sorry" really quietly and went and hid behind the five giant black guys I was with, lolol. Actually, nothing about it was lol at all. But anyway. All in all it was nice to see them again, and we're planning on doing this thing where we rid the grocery store of energy drinks and spend all weekend playing Kingdom Hearts, so. That'll be fun. And then Kristen will know I'm not lying about being friends with them, because no one ever believes me when I say that I've seen them recently. lol, the look on Azeeza's face when I walked in with them. I guess I don't really understand why they hang around me, either, when it comes to that - the five of them were pretty much the top of the rung in high school and I'm just some awkward chubby girl, you know? I guess I don't really see why they like me. I kind of feel like they're doing a favor by hanging out with me. Anyway, it was nice. The end. Watch this post get zero comments while the one above gets dozens of paragraph-long responses. In fact, I doubt anyone will even read to this point once they realize that this isn't about drama.