| | It has come to my attention, after a long bout of having to elbow its way to the front of the line as per the norm, that I seldom if ever get to talk to a lot of the people I used to love talking to. There were certain people, and you all know who you are, who I actually felt happier just seeing their name on my IM lists. People I consider my closest friends even though we live miles, or even countries, apart.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying it's anyone's fault. No one's ignoring anyone, I think we just all kinda grew up, or out, or something. Whee, commas.
And I'm not begging for attention or anything, don't worry.
Truth of the matter is, it's 2:39 in the morning, I'm half-drunk, reading old threads over on the board, and mourning the loss of "the good ol' days." I miss you people. I missed a huge chunk of time where apparently a lot changed, and now I'm trying to worm my weasely little way back into everyone's circle.
Don't kid yourselves, I -will- succeed. Whether you want me to or not!
I'm tenacious. (BIG WORD! YAY! I get a cookie.)
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| | Posted 3/24/2008 2:46 AM - 78 Views - 14 eProps - 8 comments
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