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Where are my IWTW people? ::gazes around, sighs:: You know, even now i feel nostalgic when speaking of IWTW . . . I wish the memories were clearer, because they're so beautiful. I was writing about it today on Kristine's boards, yanno, TWD . . . and they were talking about the same things we used to . . . there community is falling apart like ours did. So I posted something long and nostalgic about community. And this is what I realized (well, I knew it before, but I had never put it into words).
This college is the only other place where I've found such a wonderful sense of community. I know it's ridiculous, comparing an institution of higher learning to a message board . . . but back then, when we used to joke about running down the halls, when we had meetings and food fights, and I daydreamed about us all REALLY living together . . . if I had known what to imagine, living here would be what it was. Heh. But at Marlboro we really do have food fights and hug each other and cry on each other's shoulders. There's more nastiness, certainly, but at least as I experience it . . . heh. This is my utopia.
Maybe because I wasn't leaving too many friends behind me when I left New York for here . . . but this makes me happy. Erik, I can't wait until you join me. (And to all my real-life friends- Erik is one of my on-line buddies, not my boyfriend . . . two different Eriks). Euph. I miss all of you . . . Abby, Ingrid, Ashley, Jacqui, Erik, Bryan, Kelly, Jared, Emily, Anthony, Ren, Marina, Meg, Kent, Kristine, Kristina, Debi . . . wow. Too many names. Who have I forgotten?
Enough of this. I'll post Marlboro pictures when I have time so y'all can see my haven. .
This college is the only other place where I've found such a wonderful sense of community. I know it's ridiculous, comparing an institution of higher learning to a message board . . . but back then, when we used to joke about running down the halls, when we had meetings and food fights, and I daydreamed about us all REALLY living together . . . if I had known what to imagine, living here would be what it was. Heh. But at Marlboro we really do have food fights and hug each other and cry on each other's shoulders. There's more nastiness, certainly, but at least as I experience it . . . heh. This is my utopia.
Maybe because I wasn't leaving too many friends behind me when I left New York for here . . . but this makes me happy. Erik, I can't wait until you join me. (And to all my real-life friends- Erik is one of my on-line buddies, not my boyfriend . . . two different Eriks). Euph. I miss all of you . . . Abby, Ingrid, Ashley, Jacqui, Erik, Bryan, Kelly, Jared, Emily, Anthony, Ren, Marina, Meg, Kent, Kristine, Kristina, Debi . . . wow. Too many names. Who have I forgotten?
Enough of this. I'll post Marlboro pictures when I have time so y'all can see my haven. .