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I want you to want me.

Well, something happened for sure.
I went to dante's and had a couple drinks when Josh got in contact with me. It turned out he and some friends were bar hoping the u-district. so I met up with them at earl's and had some drinks. even stranger was that I knew some of them already from high school. oh the small interconnected circles we weave. We left earls after a little bit and went to the college inn and finished off the night. there i bumped into another high school friend, katie. Everyone knows everyone else in this town, I swear to god.

I have to work at 8 in the morning. I have to sleep or else I will regret it.

This post was completely ready to go, but then I had to find music for it. But it also had to be music I wanted to go to sleep with. Good night, kids.


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Oct. 18th, 2003 04:27 pm (UTC)
it is odd
I live in Bellevue now and i am ALWAYS running into old school friends. The other day in fact i was in crossroads mall in food court picking up dinner, and this guy just walks up to me.Hes like hi did you go to Issaquah H.S? i said yes, but it was really awkward. This was one of those people who never talked to me in H.S . i got a bit of satisfaction saying i had to go and walking away.i know thats mean but its how i felt hahaha... well hope life is treating you good :) bye!
Oct. 18th, 2003 06:34 pm (UTC)
Re: it is odd
Yea, I get that sometimes too. I don't remember people as well as I'd like and so sometimes people are like "hey" and I dont' recall them at all. Then I just feel dumb. But this time, it was just a long time.

It's interesting how even just like 5 years changes people. I see people that i didn't get along with back then and we are all buddy buddy now. But I'll talk to friends from then and now it seems like we have nothing in common. Such is life, I guess.
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