Almost Certainly Up to No Good, But Doing it With Style

 

Alright Kia let me tell you a story.

 

Once upon a time you moved to Utah. Because I could no longer see you at school anymore I was very upset and made it a point to call or write whenever I could. Then one day something funny happened - you stopped witting back. Next you never called back. Then you came to town not once, not twice but thrice and I either wasn't told about it until you were there and just came to visit for a grand total of 3 seconds, told about it afterwards even though you had my number or was told about it in advance and my number was still forgotten even though you were undoubtedly in contact with certain parties who may or may not have had it.

 

So after my last phone call to you I make myself a promise - I will never call or write Kia again unless she calls or writes me first. Fool that I am I think it won't be long until you do but fate proves me wrong and surprise! You never do until . . .

 

 . . . cut to this year you find me on livejournal and ask (I suppose) to be friended which I do because I keep my promises (see above). I comment on your journal readily, even telling you how much I lament falling out of contact with you in hopes of rebuilding a friendship which was rather close. Nada. One comment back in all this time.

 

Now Kia, I understand that we're both busy students, but is it really so much to ask that perhaps you comment once in awhile? An email? A convo on aim? A letter? A phone call? You could ask for my info at any time seeing how you've mysteriously lost it.

 

So tell me why I should not remove you from my friends list again? I wonder if you'll even notice?

 

So I've decided in the name of fair sportsmanship to highlight and bold your name every time it's being used Kia in hopes that this will draw your attention to this entry so you can say something if you want on the matter although I have a sneaking suspicion that you won't.