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saturday, august 8, 1998, 03:24 i finally made a good investment in my life. and i can't stop talking about them, even though most of the people that i already know probably wish i'd just stop mentioning them. but according to danny, i'm well on my way to becomming "one of those people who rollerblades." and it's true. and i think i'm okay with this. i'm enjoying the exercise. i get places a lot faster. and if i have my sunglasses on too, i like like a real badass. which is a pleasant change for me. the only problem is that i feel like now that moving around is so much easier, it's given me much more need to actually get out and move around. i'm feeling restless, and i've been making up for this by skating. but i can't tell if this is good for me, or if i'm just trying to avoid some Big Issue that i don't know about. ... on the other hand, this week has turned out to be quite the week for people out of my past. yet another email has arrived, this time from one of those people who i knew in high school to whom i would give the occassional wave but with whom i really wasn't that friendly. and boy that was an awkward but gramatically (almost) correct sentence. and i find out from her that i've been placed under the category of "people she regretted not knowing better in high school." so, the tables have finally turned, and it is time for the 98 pound weakling to gain some acceptance in the world. or something equally silly. everything else aside, it's nice to be hearing these voices from my past, to bring back memories, and maybe rebuild some of those lost friendships. or even some new ones.
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