It's funny how I can be sometimes. I'm playing around on the 'Space and see my old timey 5th grade best friend has a new friend in her list. This particular new friend used to live across the street from me all while I was growing up. We were friends as kids, even though I didn't really like her. You know how it goes, right? Then in 7th or 8th grade we had a huge falling out and have barely spoken since. I can't really remember what happened, but I seem to remember a torn-up Michael J. Fox poster in our shared locker. Let me tell you, that's something you never get over. There was also an issue of a stolen bookmark. Like I said, folks, this was a serious falling out.
So, what grinds my gears is these two gals were never friends that I knew of. Or were they? It's been eons since the glory days of CPHS. And clearly she can see me on there, so why am I not her friend? What am I, chopped liver? The silly thing is I wouldn't really care except I can't snoop on her page without being her friend. That always cheeses me off.
How silly am I to even give this snub a moments thought, especially when coming from a friend I never liked in the first place that I've barely said two words to in 20 years. (Dang, I'm old!) I'm not really upset. I just find it funny that there's a part of me that even cares. I just want to snoop. Is that so wrong? What else is MySpace for?
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