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| nostalgialife gets to be so strange, doesnt it? the things you never
thought would change do. the friends that disapear, drift apart, or
fade
away, and then fall out of memory. people you're used to aren't
there
anymore. the ones you wish you could talk to sometimes. its
always blindsides you, doesnt it? when a joke rolls around, or a
story told over a couple beers or a couple bowls. at a poker table with
the guys. suddenly you're lost in thought - miles away and years
in the past. roomates, classes, fads, girlfriends, teachers,
jobs... we've seen them all come (maybe as a suprise or something
we
needed to have) and hang around in our vision until we've forgotten
what it could be like to live without them, for it not to be a part of
our daily routine. and just like that, pieces fall away.
sure it might hurt, until something new comes along to fill that
space. a new piece to an old puzzle: maybe it fits, maybe
not. after a while though it doesnt matter. at some point
we stop caring what the old picture even looked like. we just go
through phases as that picture of us changes little by little over
time. can you remember yourself five years ago? do you
remember your best friend, your favorit shirt,or the best place you
liked to eat at? what about a tv show or book? its pointless to
say to cherish things more while they last. everything changes
eventually, whether we're more glad we have it or not. "les
fleurs sont éphémères", non? of course there are always
regrets. do you wonder about the little things to? who i
might be if i had kissed that girl once at that concert? who
would i be now? how simple or complex is any choice we're faced
with? can old friendships be picked up again, or has too much
time removed or replaced the pieces we had in common? i think to
myself all the people that might read this, that maybe we havent all
changed as much as we think. i think about good times, usually
too short, that might come again. of courese i'm not saying that
new times dont roll around, i'm just saying things are never quite the
same. those good old times are set in stone. they are
already cast, and the mold is long since broken.
what a mess am i, huh? oh well, that's what happens when you come
down with a lot on your mind. here's a new fad for us to enjoy...
http://kevan.org/johari?name=Kevin+McCormick | | |
| hmm, its been too long, xanga old pal. where to even start?
i'm probably pledging Pi Kappa Phi this semester. The house is
all right, the guys are awesome. The guy who talked to me about
it lives across the hall from from me is the one who got me sold, and
he's not too good at selling things. Its a good solid house, and
though they try not to be the standard frat stereotype, theres a little
bit of everything. It would give me a solid arrangement for
housing the rest of my time here, but it might be too much of a good
thing. i need to get back in gear with the learning going on, i
blew off a bit too much work last semester. I'll definately be
able to relax at the pi kapp house, not too woried about that. in
other topics, today was of course my birthday. another year, but
not too much to show for it. gonna hafta start working again this
weekend or so. i had a lot on me last semester, and i hope i dont
overdo it with the pi kapp commitment, but it looks to be fun.
and i suppose i did survive last semester, i can work through
another. well xanga, until we meet again at some other time, in
some other place...
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| so, im sitting here avoiding a paper that's terrifically underlength
while chillin to some miles. sketches of spain is just beautiful,
and i definately need to listen to bitches' brew when im on
something. that's just my current train of thought. kate
agrees. (kate is a really cool girl ive been hanging out with alot
lately.) yeaah, so i fuckin hate this paper. and my
job. and the fact that ive got a math test i need to study for ..
on friday. and work. did i mention work? phooey. definately
looking forward to some fun friday night and saturday. i drew up my
schedule for next semester today. that's looking ok. i'd really
like to work on my compsci project, but i know if i get started on that
i'll be doing it all night. fuck this paper up the ass - im gonna
bullshit the rest of it. i will be done by midnight. end of discussion.
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| http://www.livejournal.com/users/izmage/
go here for a post that im too lazy to copy.
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| this sounds fun...
Leave your name and
1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle with you in.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
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