Crossing Paths

An old friend from 7th grade contacted me the other day... 7th grade was when I lived in this small, ghetto town in Riverside, the year before I moved to where I live now. So of course it was a pretty opposite world. Anyways, I asked her to tell me how everyone's doing, if everyone is still friends... and basically what's happened these last five years. Her first response? "Well I don't think anyone that you talked to has had kids yet..." What? We haven't even graduated yet... LOL. I was just so baffled... it sounded so natural and common coming from her mouth and that was nowhere near what I had expected to hear about. As if... that's as normal as it gets. Wow.

You looked better on myspace... or not.

So out of the blue today, I decided to check up on my myspace. Myspace. Remember that? Yes, that. I noticed that I had new things in my inbox waiting for me to read. And this is what it said. Btw, it was sent twice. Like I would actually respond to the first one let alone the second.

"hey whats up
my name is ragu real name is john though
i live n maryland used to live in the same state as you
i am 18 years old
i am single
i hate girls down here
if you are single messege me back :)
what you think about my looks cuz you stunning"

His profile name? "Looking for dat right girl."
Not that right girl.. DAT right girl.

Wahahhaha.
NOW I remember why I stopped coming back to this mess known as myspace.

I Choose You

Is it just me or do the most important things in your life constantly, if not always, fall on the same.. fucking... day. I'm beginning to think that this is the universe's way of making us choose so we could realize things for ourselves. Well, hell that's terrible. When has it ever been easy to choose between what makes you happy and what makes someone else happy. It seems easy from the outside, but wow. You have to make SO many sacrifices for the sake of not disappointing someone else. And true, disappointing others might lead to your own self disappointment... I guess that's how it should be, but where is that line where, not disappointing yourself comes first? The VERY first.