Com on Baby, Blog My Fire

I just recently stumbled upon an old blog from my bff in high school. It’s totally awesome. The entries were about the parties we went to when 15 and 16, the band we used to be in (named after the Lovelace poem, To Althea From Prison, or TAFP). It’s making me get that nostalgic feeling in my gut. I miss my friends from home, I haven’t been very close with them at all. I guess you can’t go back. It makes me wonder on the future of my friendships though, I think myself and friendship have a relatively at the moment convenience kind of relationship. Ho hum, I’m not too worried about it. I mean, there are many moments left in my life, yes? Then many friends, too! I do kinda approve of blogs nowadays. I mean I always have, ever since I was like 12 and got my first freeopendiary and began a little online journal of my own. If only that site didn’t up it’s age to 18, and make you pay to use it.

Oh, phooey.