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• 1983-08-05
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• Vancouver, BC
Member Since
• 2003-08-02
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• Writer; Part-Time Hero
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• James
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Achievements
• Visiting eight different myO friends in person thus far
Anime Fan Since
• Winter 2001
Favorite Anime
• Neon Genesis Evangelion, .hack//SIGN, Naruto, Bleach, Beck, Peacemaker Kurogane, Ranma 1/2 (the guilty pleasure)
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• Visit the myO friends I've missed thus far; complete a cosplay from 300
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• Writing, Gaming, Kung Fu, Movies, Acting somewhat strange in general
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• Can recognise most quotes from almost any movie/show on first listen; Can recite the entire 12 days of Christmas by memory
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Monday, February 12, 2007
This has been an interesting night . . .
I was talking with a close and very important friend last night. This conversation stirred up a lot of my old memories that I hadn't really thought about for a while. Y'know, things like high school graduation, old crushes who in turn became very important friends in their own right . . . heh, even slightly more bitter memories about my own family from just a few years back.
Well, this led me to go through a lot of my old, old myO posts. Mostly I was looking for evidence of some of the things I was talking about with the above-mentioned friend (and I more or less never found it). Still, though . . . a lot of old memories, old faces . . .
Times when certain myO members were very talkative and had the time to do so (I completely forgot that Sakura/Heather used to say "yayfullness!" which I always thought was cute). Times when I was so single-minded about romantic pursuits. Times when I would randomly break into verse just because I felt like it. Times when certain people refused to keep their mouths shut and caused more trouble than was worth. Times when I shared my own history that happened before myOtaku. Times when my best friend on the other side of the continent and I freely messaged back and forth about any and every little thing we wanted to . . .
Names that have come and gone. Accounts created, recreated and deleted - and all the comments disappeared with them.
I found myself hopping all over the site, towards blogs I usually never visit. Names I know very well from friend lists other than my own. I eventually came upon one particular name, highlighted in blue in the member list. I'm not sure what compelled me to go there, but I did. He shares certain friends with me, after all.
I read his blog, his story. Things had changed since the last time I had been at this blog and I could only vaguely remember what it entailed before. Nevertheless, the words all around seemed to fill in the blanks quite well; both his own words, and the words of others who came by to wish him well.
And then my jaw dropped. Evidentally, he was not the only one to have made an unpredictable return.
It was like when you see an old friend's face in a newspaper clipping and suddenly realise how close to you they've been all this time. Your mind floods with the excitement and the surprise. You want to say anything and everything all at once.
But at the same time you don't, because you know they haven't been keeping a low profile for nothing. Thus, a whole other stream of thoughts pour through. So what can you do? Right now, I really can't say.
I think I've said enough for now, though. As I once always used to say, the internet isn't going anywhere and neither am I. If there's one thing we all have is time, and I'm willing to bide it in the meantime.
Here's hoping the scum under the rock doesn't dry up in the meantime . . .
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