Ouch in a positive light.

Ouch in a positive light.
Current mood: content

Life is weird.

Honestly, 10 years ago. Even 5 years ago, I never thought I’d be in contact with the amount of people I have found on myspace and reconnected with. Not even on myspace, facebook...classmates.com - all these social networking places. The internet has opened the world to reconnect with the people who made me who I am, and connect with new people.

If it wasn’t for the ’net, I probably would have never met anyone from the Bronze, the BC&S or traveled the places I’ve been. And, honestly, when Buffy was still on - I probably would have gotten a lot more sleep! But, you’ll never know how great it is to be a part of something so great and insightful...you cannot leave that conversation. You have to keep hitting refresh on your browser to watch someone’s reply or to see if Joss Whedon or Drew Goddard or Steve DeKnight have graced the board with his presence. The interaction. The inside jokes. Buffy was much more than a tv show to me. It was more about the friendships than anything.

But besides that, myspace - I know 99% of the people on my myspace personally. I have a few actors, and some friends or friends, but the majority of everyone on my list, I know. Not that I’m bragging either. Everyone reading this knows, people come in-and-out of our lives. Camp, school, buffy/angel, work, places, events. I feel more lucky than anything.

Then we have the people who want to move away from us.

I never considered myself someone that people don’t want to know. No one considers themselves like that, I guess. But, I have someone whom I used to be extremely close to. We went through a lot together and I, even though years have changed me, always thought we’d be friends.

Guess she didn’t feel the same. My request was rejected.

I’m okay with it, I guess. It’s been about seven years since we’ve spoken. I was staying the night with my Granny, who lived in the house behind her. We met at the fence and talked for a few hours. I thought we parted on good terms.

Maybe she wants to escape her past?
Maybe she doesn’t want to associate with anyone from school anymore?
Maybe it’s me?

Who knows. Even though she can’t read this, I do wish her the best in every way.

As I said, life is weird. People come-and-go.

But I am extremely grateful for those who I can watch and interact with as we change and get older. It’s a good feeling.