Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts
Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Confession Number Sixty-Seven

I must confess...

... that I am reminiscing on this blog and our friendship instead of paying attention in Stats class.

What a crazy friendship we've had! Since First Grade! Who would have thought that we'd still be friends? I'm so glad we still are.

I still remember that first week of Second Grade when I didn't see you at all because you were on vacation and I was so sad! So sad! And now we're both at colleges with the word "western" in them!

That is all :) Now back to stats.

Thursday, July 31, 2008

Confession Number Forty-Five

I must confess...

... that I am overwhelmed by this SECOND change to Facebook.

I cannot believe that the whores (internet, that is) over at Facebook would make another change! And after just 2 weeks of the total revamp!

What Facebook update? Justin, I don't know what you're talking about...? You must be dilusional.

Ok... So it was a minor update. But still, it's an update. And this one I do not like.

It used to be that you could view your friends' status updates in the side bar on your home page...

(I know this is the old-old facebook... but I couldn't find the old-new one)

But now you have to click "Status Updates" in order to view your friends' updates...


I liked it so much better when you could just look over to the right and see that Delia WANTS TO WATCH HEROES. EHH (true story right there!)

So, one thing to say to those Facebook Whores... If something is working perfectly fine and isn't broken, why change it?

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Confession Number Thirty-Seven

I must confess...

...that when I watched this:



I started thinking about my own second grade experiance. And the first memory I remember is that Justin and I weren't in the same class. We were in the same class in first grade, you see, and we were like, best friends forever.

I think that I saw Justin's class going to lunch or recess or something, and my class's line passed his class's line and I saw him and wanted to wave but didn't while feeling sort of alone and sad.

This, of course, passed as the year went on because I had (and still have) a short attention span, and so I got over it pretty quick and made new friends.

Still, Justin, you broke my heart. :P

(I'm thinking about giving this blog a makeover soon, in terms of the layout and stuff. Stay tuned.)