Oh the memories
I was rummaging through my inbox on my yahoo mail account (used mostly for spam) and discovered a letter from a certain O.O Wow...that feels like a lifetime ago and of course in typical nostalgia fashion I headed over to lj to check out my entries on that time. Man Im so glad Im not that person anymore. Really on many levels, not just regarding what was happening in my life but also who I was. Definately owe O.O an apology (pass it on if you see him) for being way to clingy. It's a shame really because I ruined what I really wanted. At the same time my clingy-ness loans itself to being equivalent to me being just pathetic. Not saying that O.O acted appropriately given the situation however the entire situation did seem in someways to be generated by me. And frankly for the record that whole business, really that whole relationship, isn't really in my memory. It's almost as if a giant eraser came along and just cleaned the whole thing out. I really and truly fail to remember many, many things about it. Kinda glad tho. Anybody else have that experience with any of their memories?
For those that may actually be reading this and know nothing about whats happening in my life here's a rough outline:
Graduated Film School
Finishing my other Masters in Humanities
In a wonderful relationship with Kellen:)
Going to LA in a couple of months
Wanting to be a 1st AD
Working as a photographer (doing school pictures, senior formals, etc.)
For those that may actually be reading this and know nothing about whats happening in my life here's a rough outline:
Graduated Film School
Finishing my other Masters in Humanities
In a wonderful relationship with Kellen:)
Going to LA in a couple of months
Wanting to be a 1st AD
Working as a photographer (doing school pictures, senior formals, etc.)