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Oh. My. Gawd.
I’m writing this entry a little after 10 PM on August 14, 2006. Because I’m really happy. Care to know why? Well, too bad if you don't, 'cause I’m gonna talk about it anyway.
Alright, we’ll start out with a little background knowledge, recapping the past little while of Kuro’s life:
Until this Thursday, I’ll be in North Carolina, visiting my grandparents on my mom’s side. From last Monday to this past Saturday, I was in Massachusetts, visiting my grandmother on my dad’s side.
Last week, I had fun. We went to Boston, Salem, Gloucester, and Newburyport. Pretty freakin’ sweet, because I love all those towns. This week, we’re just hanging out at my grandparents’ and stuff. There’s a lake in their community, as well as two pools, plus the fact that they live in a cute little town, which probably has plenty of stuff to occupy us. And we’re probably going and visiting other places while we’re here, but we don’t know yet. ^^;;
So anyway, during the day, when we’re not doing anything, I hang out at my grandparents’ house. I usually bring my laptop with me and get online so that I don’t miss out on too much while I’m out of town. I love having a laptop. Really, I do. It’s amazing.
Today was our first day here, and after we finished with our trips to the pool and the lake, I was sitting in my grandparents’ living room, hanging out online. Then we had dinner (we put together our own pizzas. They were good).
At one point during dinner, the conversation turned to the fact that I like spending time chatting online with my friends. The conversation, which goes on my list of conversations I’d really have liked to avoid, went sorta like this:
Grandmother: It seems like your life revolves around IMing and your phone.
Me: I don’t do a lot of IMing though.
JT (my older brother): No, she goes on her anime site.
Timmy (little brother): It’s called Gaia.
Me: (In my head) Stop talking!
Grandmother: So, you do a lot of chatting?
Me: Sorta.
Timmy: And she talks with random people all the time.
Me: (In my head) SHUT UP!!
And the conversation kinda went downhill from there. Pretty depressing. Anyway, after that, I excused myself and sat back down in the living room. I played Collapse on my phone for a bit before getting online. Nothing really exciting had happened, so I went and got some dessert.
Afterwards, I came back and checked up on anything I’d missed in the few minutes I was gone, forum-wise. Not a whole lot. Then I noticed I had mail, and checked it out. The first PM was from Maiyo. The second one nearly made my heart stop: It was Sins.
Okay, now the thing you have to understand, is that the user behind the account ‘The Seven Deadly Sins’ (we’ve taken to calling him Sins, because it’s so much easier) is probably one of my favorite people, because he’s smart, and he’s a little crazy, and he’s pretty fun to talk to. And he’d been gone since about the middle of June. I really hoped he’d be back soon, because I can’t contact Sins like I can with all my real life friends, so I had no idea what was going on and what I was missing out on, event-wise. By the beginning of July, I was starting to lose hope. By the time Otakon rolled around, I had more or less resigned myself to whatever was going on. I satisfied myself with sending a PM to Sins’ mule account (wasn’t sure if the PM system on his main account was working or not) a few days after Otakon. I wasn’t really expecting a reply any time soon, because, like I said, I was resigned.
So when I got on and found a reply to the PM I’d sent to Sins, I think my head nearly exploded. Like, all over the walls. Srsly.
Right after replying to his PM, I replied to Maiyo’s PM, and we kinda rejoiced for a bit. Then she told me to call her, so I signed off and did so. Then we screamed and laughed for a few minutes on the phone. (Not seconds, but minutes.) After that, we got down to some actual, comprehensible happiness. You want to know just how happy we were? No, not really, you say, but I’ll tell you anyway. If you were to try and convince me to recreate that feeling, I’d tell you to go get high, because that’s how I think you’d feel when you were high. Just that freaking happy.
At one point in time during our conversation, Maiyo and I pondered that perhaps our rejoicing was slightly pitiful. That maybe it was sorta pathetic that we were so happy to talk again to somebody we’d never actually met before. This is true. This is amazingly, astoundingly true. But when one of your friends disappears for over a month, and you have no idea if he’s slitting his wrists or attempting to hang himself, or if he’s really just living a normal life, you start to worry. It’s incredible, the feeling of relief you experience when you find out that nothing awful has happened, and you’ve been worrying groundlessly. There’s no room for aggravation. Only this soaring sort of joy. I love this feeling.
This journal entry is (sort of) a joint entry with Maiyo, who shares Kuro’s soaring sort of joy over the return of a really fun friend. We’ve missed him so much that we made a journal entry about him.
 xX_Kuroko_Xx · Thu Aug 17, 2006 @ 02:53am · 1 Comments |
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