Intuition, And Thoughts Of A Party

Well, I don’t know if I grasped this intuitively and that was why I was so depressed, or what, but Dolly and her family moved, and was moving, when I was so depressed.  I didn’t have that one last chance to talk to her.

Shannon’s saying I should have a party.  A non-Magic party.  Yeah, I’d like to.  But who would I invite?  Who do I really know anymore?  Who am I really friends with, that I want over at the house, trashing it, leaving garbage around, and God only knows what else?  I don’t know.

Honestly, I’d love to do that.  I’d love to have a party.  If I thought it would do anything, I’d say yes in a minute.  But all it will do is bring me together with a group of people I haven’t talked to in God only knows how long for one night, and then we’ll go our seperate ways, and not talk again for who knows how long.  I don’t need or want that.  I want people.  I want to hang out with people.  I want to go bowling, go to college dances, hear funny stories about dorm rooms, and everything.

Sigh.  I don’t know.  I’m semi-depressed.  I guess people really do make you who you are.  Because I said earlier that I was reverting to how I was in middle school.  I didn’t have anyone back then.  Not really.

Well, I guess I’ll go.

–Notes–

I know what you mean. People come and go in our lives. My ex had a little get together with some of her/my friends tonight. I, was not invited. I fear now that we are not going out (or hanging out or talking…) I will lose those people as friends. Even though they say they still “love” me, I dont know when we will hang out again.
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Thanks for the notes in my FOD. I also wrote you some notes as well. 🙂
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What are “Magic” parties?