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Perplexed
Am I a social retard or something? I just don't get people as of late. Well I don't think I ever really got people but lately I am confused by people to the ninth power. So for reasons that will be explained in the messages that I am posting below, I looked up an ex bf and once close friend. Please read the following and tell me what you think.
Me:
Well, an awfully weird chain of events have lead me here. You know of course that I think of you from time to time and I wonder what the hell you are up to.
So I was at a party the other weekend and I met this girl Christina. She was a really cool chick and she told me she was from Bloomfield. Of course I thought of Alanna and you. She is about a year or so younger than us but she remembers Alanna. So ever since then I've been thinking about you. And I just joined my space and boom, there you are. So maybe you can drop me a line sometime and let me know what you've been up to. I think it must be something like 4-5 years since we last spoke.
Meany:Makes perfect sense to me, Sima.
About two weeks ago, a co-worker also mentioned Bloomfield. And (you guessed it) they too knew Alana "The Dreamy Spanish Outlaw" Acosta. What a girl. *flashes bedroom eyes
Y'know, that doesn't explain a damn thing about how we're chatting again, but I'm gonna roll with it nevertheless.
How'm I doing? Well. *folds hands .. I'm happily married. I am now a Born-Again Christian. And, hehehe, the funny thing is-- I was born again on my actual birthday .. I mean, how funny is that! I drive a hybrid electric car and I just love being vegetarian. Oh, damn that President Bush!
Me:
What can I say? Was it wrong of me to assume you would be at least a little serious with me? Just a teeny bit? Well I know you aren't a born again married vegetarian. As for how we got to talking again... well I've been thinking about you and miss and care enough about you to think it was worth trying to find you. Thanks to the magic of my space I found you. Seems simple enough.
Since you won't tell me what is going on with you, I'll tell you what is up with me. I remember the last instant message you sent me-" i'm off to fix copters" or something to that effect. The last time we spoke on the phone I told you about my bf George. We are engaged now. Wedding is set for OCt 2007. I am 1 year away from graduation, MA in media studies. I hope to go to Rutgers for my MLS sept 06. And there is some more stuff of course. But now you have to tell me some things too.
Meany:
Are you so sure that I'm not married? After all, I am on MySpace .. Word on the street is that they were gonna call it "CyberHookUps.com," but that name was taken by a Japanese tow-truck company.
And would I still be skinny (dramatic pause) on a diet of sodium-rich red meat?
It's terribly sweet of you to miss me enough to spur a manhunt, Sima. I pray to Jesus that you'll forgive the games I'm playing with you, because they won't be half as fun once we're all caught up.
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What the fuck? Seriously. I was friends with that guy all through high school. Pretty much from freshman year on. Yes I did the dumping but we did remain friends after that so I know that isn't the problem. Well I suppose I should thank him for reminding me why we lost touch. He has the maturity of a 13 year-old. Do all agree? Or am I blowing this out of proportion? Maybe those we loose touch with are meant to stay lost.
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