Wednesday, February 07, 2007
in the place we used to start
what is it with this day in age, and our methods of communication have become so.. commercial? i find out that she is engaged, and granted she would never tell me herself since we aren't, and have never been, close, but i find out through facebook? and all i can think of is the time that we went to a friend's birthday party, and played some game where one person sat in a blow-up chair in the middle of the room and everyone took turns asking that person questions. and her question was always "what is your favorite color?" because she thought it was important. and i remember sharing a tent with her on the junior year campout, and us writing poems to our respective boyfriends. and when that boyfriend broke up with her a week before the prom and she described it as "the worst pain ever."
and i feel weird remembering these things, since no one else seems to get the comfort out of remembering the past that i do. i used to be able to call him and he'd come over and we'd talk about these things and he'd remember them like i do, since he was there for all of it, but it doesn't apply anymore. now he's happy in the present, and there is so little of the immediate past that we've shared. and he's happy not thinking about it. it's almost debilitating realizing just how alone that makes me.
11:45 PM
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omg i figured it out!
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