Cynical Musings

[irishredlass]

Awhile back I caved in a got a facebook account.  I don't participate in all of the silliness, but I was tired of getting nagged by everyone I knew. 

The funny thing is now all of these people I barely knew from high school are looking me up "I'm so glad I found you", "I thought of you often over the years", "I hope your life is wonderful" yadda yadda yadda.

I have a hard time believing there is an sincerity in their comments because I was NOT popular in high school... I was an over weight, frizzy haired bookworm who had more friends among the staff than the student body.  So now why are all of these people so glad to realize my existence? I find myself very doubtful that they have changed and I am not about to do their home work for them.

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[irishredlass69.livejournal.com]

Yes, he and I had a rather difficult adolescence. We went to school together through high school and his father was even my Chemistry teacher, but it was not until this year we put our past to rest. It was very lightening (is the only word I can find). You see, my father committed suicide and that was how I found out as well (4 years after the fact). He would admit he was vicious little s*** and my home life was not the best (obviously). I am very glad that today I actually can count him among my friends after being enemies for almost 30 years.