whoa.
i sometimes forget how long megan and i have been friends for. And the things we've been through. Everything from pepper spraying grade 8's to my past girlfriend tori.
who used to try to undress me and grope me in public. Oh yeah. Memories.
anyway, just realized that megan has an extraordinary memory for detail. And that most of my close friends do. Cuz it makes me feel important. [ i just got an email from megan and she remembered passwords of mine from several years ago]
it's always sad to find that one's run out of room on her arms to cut herself. Megan, if you're reading this, i forgot to tell you that my neck's leaking blood again. This is how we met jeff. And we took photobooth pics once... while my neck was sorely damaged. Hopefully, megan will send me these pics when she reads this, and i'll be able to post them up.
I'm listening to my Matt Good "Beautiful Midnight" CD
Good morning/ don't cop out/ you crawled from the cancer to land on your feet / are you crazy to want this / even for a while?
i'm feeling a lil passive agressive. Not even. I don't know. I want to scream and hit, but am just too lazy to do so. Maybe someone will be so kind as to be my catalyst?
Keith would be a prime candidate, but i can't seem to work up enough energy to care about him
megan, keith, torquil, zoe, jessica. how is it that i have so many aquantices and so few friends? I think it's just what happens when you grow up.
Do you consider people that know you and hang out with you friends? Cuz i consider them acquantances. I have no "best friends" or at least, i take turns telling certain people that they're my best friends. But i don't really understand the implications of the word.
i can never have that dependance on "best friends forever" and "we'll move in together when we're older and our children will play together" ever again. Cuz i don't believe in it. I believe that if there's to be any world-changing experiences, i'd probably want to share it with megan. But .. i don't even know where i'm going with this train of thought.
Basically .. i realized today that the people i call my "friends" know very little about me. About my history. About the events that took place to make me who i am.
where as megan and keith can actually quote stupid things that i've said and remind me of events that i've forgotten.
It's like.. let's say i'm out with my friend Hannah. I'll see something i find halirious and i'll turn around to see if Hannah saw it too.. but she didn't. If the same situation happened with Megan, we'd look at each other at the same time and try to smother our laughter.
i love how i can make a scene without meaning to. How so many people eavesdrop on my conversations. The almost overwhelming looks of curiosity i get when i'm riding transit with megan. The looks of jealousy and intrigue i get when i'm with Keith. I hate actually trying to make a scene. Trying to draw attention. I hate people that do it.
Stupid airheaded teeny boppers.
When there was a wall of men when megan and i was doing my beach photoset for bella vendetta... It took a lot of courage.
Megan tried to hide them from me for a long time, but eventually a shot required me to turn my head that way and ~BAM~ i was in shock. The words i remember saying was, "uh.. megan.... "
She calmed me down and we did what we had to do. But it felt dirtied.
she sits with me in fitting rooms when i'm trying on clothes.
it's always possible to build this intimacy with people. but when it comes naturally without either individual trying to create anything... it's kinda nice
pic of the day:
i sometimes forget how long megan and i have been friends for. And the things we've been through. Everything from pepper spraying grade 8's to my past girlfriend tori.
who used to try to undress me and grope me in public. Oh yeah. Memories.
anyway, just realized that megan has an extraordinary memory for detail. And that most of my close friends do. Cuz it makes me feel important. [ i just got an email from megan and she remembered passwords of mine from several years ago]
it's always sad to find that one's run out of room on her arms to cut herself. Megan, if you're reading this, i forgot to tell you that my neck's leaking blood again. This is how we met jeff. And we took photobooth pics once... while my neck was sorely damaged. Hopefully, megan will send me these pics when she reads this, and i'll be able to post them up.
I'm listening to my Matt Good "Beautiful Midnight" CD
Good morning/ don't cop out/ you crawled from the cancer to land on your feet / are you crazy to want this / even for a while?
i'm feeling a lil passive agressive. Not even. I don't know. I want to scream and hit, but am just too lazy to do so. Maybe someone will be so kind as to be my catalyst?
Keith would be a prime candidate, but i can't seem to work up enough energy to care about him
megan, keith, torquil, zoe, jessica. how is it that i have so many aquantices and so few friends? I think it's just what happens when you grow up.
Do you consider people that know you and hang out with you friends? Cuz i consider them acquantances. I have no "best friends" or at least, i take turns telling certain people that they're my best friends. But i don't really understand the implications of the word.
i can never have that dependance on "best friends forever" and "we'll move in together when we're older and our children will play together" ever again. Cuz i don't believe in it. I believe that if there's to be any world-changing experiences, i'd probably want to share it with megan. But .. i don't even know where i'm going with this train of thought.
Basically .. i realized today that the people i call my "friends" know very little about me. About my history. About the events that took place to make me who i am.
where as megan and keith can actually quote stupid things that i've said and remind me of events that i've forgotten.
It's like.. let's say i'm out with my friend Hannah. I'll see something i find halirious and i'll turn around to see if Hannah saw it too.. but she didn't. If the same situation happened with Megan, we'd look at each other at the same time and try to smother our laughter.
i love how i can make a scene without meaning to. How so many people eavesdrop on my conversations. The almost overwhelming looks of curiosity i get when i'm riding transit with megan. The looks of jealousy and intrigue i get when i'm with Keith. I hate actually trying to make a scene. Trying to draw attention. I hate people that do it.
Stupid airheaded teeny boppers.
When there was a wall of men when megan and i was doing my beach photoset for bella vendetta... It took a lot of courage.
Megan tried to hide them from me for a long time, but eventually a shot required me to turn my head that way and ~BAM~ i was in shock. The words i remember saying was, "uh.. megan.... "
She calmed me down and we did what we had to do. But it felt dirtied.
she sits with me in fitting rooms when i'm trying on clothes.
it's always possible to build this intimacy with people. but when it comes naturally without either individual trying to create anything... it's kinda nice
pic of the day:
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megan sounds like a pretty awesome friend
i feel so special