Looking For People I Lost and Other Boring Randomness
Back when I was young (Yes because I am soooo old now) I didn't think much about it, but
a lot of things happened within the space of about 3 years, and I pushed a bunch of people away from me.
I guess it was because I wasn't sure who I could trust, or maybe it was just time got away from me. Maybe both.
I only kept 2 of my childhood friends in the loop. They too have lots touch with everyone from home. So I guess it just leaves us three.
Not sure what brought all of this on, but I was searching for a guy I was in high school with. I haven't thought about him in years. He was an exchange student from Italy, and we had a blast!
We drove our photojournalism teacher insane. And he was always dumb enough to asign me, him, and two other of our friends to the dark room at the same time. I nearly failed that class. *grins*
*shakes head*
He was only there for one year, but after he went back home we wrote to each other for awhile. You know how it goes 1 letter every week slowly turns into 1 a month, then 1 a year until none are written anymore.
I wonder what he is up to now.
It's funny how fast life moves on and changes.
It seems like yesterday I was getting hauled into the police station for whatever random thing they wanted to say I did. (I hung around with some people that the police didn't like)
I was good! Honest! *grins*
I only got arrested once, and it was over something stupid, but it couldn't have been at a worse time! But that is another thing all together,
and right now I'm talking about drifting apart.
I hate growing up!
See I guess I do know what this about, my birthday is coming up in a few months and I'll be 27. I hate that number. I think it's grinning at me! Stupid number! *kicks it*
My high school reunion is in 2 years. 2 years! I will have been out of school for 10 years.
And I miss my old friends *whimpers* ( I love you guys too no offense..... I didn't mean it like I don't like the friends I have now... Just.... Oh, Shut up Leslie, and dig your foot out later!!!!)
See I'm old I'm even talking to myself!
(I always did that though. heheee...)
My husband would hate my old friends though, and I know my mom did.
I need Hermione's little turn back time thing from the 3rd movie! That's what I need.
If I had that I could go back and relive old times and then come back and live my regular life.
That would be the best of both worlds....
Except I might start trying to change a few things i did, and that might screw up the present, and I don't want that either.
Ok, I know! The Ghost of Christmas Past could come and visit me everyday, and I could go back and see the fun stuff, and take notes, and remember stuff!!!
That sounds good, but if I went back, and I wanted to hug someone I can't, or tell them things I didn't, that would suck, and I probably would just decided to tell old
Ghost Ho!Ho! to shove off.
This might be the start of a midlife crisis........*ponders*
Maybe it's time I get a corvett??
Anyway, the moral of my story is I wasted 3 hours searching for someone I couldn't find, and digging up bones.
Night All!
Oh and please don't stop loving me because of the last post! ;-)
a lot of things happened within the space of about 3 years, and I pushed a bunch of people away from me.
I guess it was because I wasn't sure who I could trust, or maybe it was just time got away from me. Maybe both.
I only kept 2 of my childhood friends in the loop. They too have lots touch with everyone from home. So I guess it just leaves us three.
Not sure what brought all of this on, but I was searching for a guy I was in high school with. I haven't thought about him in years. He was an exchange student from Italy, and we had a blast!
We drove our photojournalism teacher insane. And he was always dumb enough to asign me, him, and two other of our friends to the dark room at the same time. I nearly failed that class. *grins*
*shakes head*
He was only there for one year, but after he went back home we wrote to each other for awhile. You know how it goes 1 letter every week slowly turns into 1 a month, then 1 a year until none are written anymore.
I wonder what he is up to now.
It's funny how fast life moves on and changes.
It seems like yesterday I was getting hauled into the police station for whatever random thing they wanted to say I did. (I hung around with some people that the police didn't like)
I was good! Honest! *grins*
I only got arrested once, and it was over something stupid, but it couldn't have been at a worse time! But that is another thing all together,
and right now I'm talking about drifting apart.
I hate growing up!
See I guess I do know what this about, my birthday is coming up in a few months and I'll be 27. I hate that number. I think it's grinning at me! Stupid number! *kicks it*
My high school reunion is in 2 years. 2 years! I will have been out of school for 10 years.
And I miss my old friends *whimpers* ( I love you guys too no offense..... I didn't mean it like I don't like the friends I have now... Just.... Oh, Shut up Leslie, and dig your foot out later!!!!)
See I'm old I'm even talking to myself!
(I always did that though. heheee...)
My husband would hate my old friends though, and I know my mom did.
I need Hermione's little turn back time thing from the 3rd movie! That's what I need.
If I had that I could go back and relive old times and then come back and live my regular life.
That would be the best of both worlds....
Except I might start trying to change a few things i did, and that might screw up the present, and I don't want that either.
Ok, I know! The Ghost of Christmas Past could come and visit me everyday, and I could go back and see the fun stuff, and take notes, and remember stuff!!!
That sounds good, but if I went back, and I wanted to hug someone I can't, or tell them things I didn't, that would suck, and I probably would just decided to tell old
Ghost Ho!Ho! to shove off.
This might be the start of a midlife crisis........*ponders*
Maybe it's time I get a corvett??
Anyway, the moral of my story is I wasted 3 hours searching for someone I couldn't find, and digging up bones.
Night All!
Oh and please don't stop loving me because of the last post! ;-)