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This will be my first, and probably my only, LiveJournal entry. Why bother setting up an account at all then? There are a few reasons.
I do like the idea of being part of this community, and several of my friends and family members that I don't have much contact with any longer have accounts, so having my own to post to their comment boards seemed like a logical choice.
The other reason is a bit hard to explain. See, recently I was hit by a sudden and unyielding wave of nostalgia. I have this small art bin of stuff, mostly personal items or old gifts, things that I could never bring myself to throw away but also can't risk actually looking at because i'd probably end up depressing myself. I've browsed through it a hundred times in the past, but for some reason this time was different. I found some letters from a girl I knew many years ago, and photos, and the past eight years since I last saw her just lined up and took turns sucker-punching me.
From that moment, I made it my mission to track her down. Not because of any silly notions of past feelings and blah blah pathetic human emotion, but just because I feel guilty that I lost touch. At least with my other friends, I have some sense of how they're doing. I spent days scouring old websites that we had both frequented, speaking with old mutual aquaintences, doing some serious detective work. Yet all I found was a single entry for somebody who may or may not have been the person I was looking for, in an alumni page for a community college. It was another friend who ultimately gave me the breakthrough I was looking for, or at least something to start with. So I now have an Instant Messenger name, but nothing else, and I wait every day to see if she signs on.
So yeah, that's pretty depressing right? But the point is, I want to get as much exposure out there as possible. If ever there comes the day that somebody wants to find me, here I am. Right where i've always been.
Oh man, I almost forgot: If there ever comes a day where I actually do start using this LiveJournal thing to post bad poetry, trite song lyrics or weepy confessionals, then you all have my authority to hunt me down and put a bullet right between the eyes. This is not a request, it's an order.
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I do like the idea of being part of this community, and several of my friends and family members that I don't have much contact with any longer have accounts, so having my own to post to their comment boards seemed like a logical choice.
The other reason is a bit hard to explain. See, recently I was hit by a sudden and unyielding wave of nostalgia. I have this small art bin of stuff, mostly personal items or old gifts, things that I could never bring myself to throw away but also can't risk actually looking at because i'd probably end up depressing myself. I've browsed through it a hundred times in the past, but for some reason this time was different. I found some letters from a girl I knew many years ago, and photos, and the past eight years since I last saw her just lined up and took turns sucker-punching me.
From that moment, I made it my mission to track her down. Not because of any silly notions of past feelings and blah blah pathetic human emotion, but just because I feel guilty that I lost touch. At least with my other friends, I have some sense of how they're doing. I spent days scouring old websites that we had both frequented, speaking with old mutual aquaintences, doing some serious detective work. Yet all I found was a single entry for somebody who may or may not have been the person I was looking for, in an alumni page for a community college. It was another friend who ultimately gave me the breakthrough I was looking for, or at least something to start with. So I now have an Instant Messenger name, but nothing else, and I wait every day to see if she signs on.
So yeah, that's pretty depressing right? But the point is, I want to get as much exposure out there as possible. If ever there comes the day that somebody wants to find me, here I am. Right where i've always been.
Oh man, I almost forgot: If there ever comes a day where I actually do start using this LiveJournal thing to post bad poetry, trite song lyrics or weepy confessionals, then you all have my authority to hunt me down and put a bullet right between the eyes. This is not a request, it's an order.
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