I see you on websites I used to frequent. It has been more than 4 years since it happened. I don\’t think much of you anymore, which is quite an opposite of the resentment I used to harbor. From time to time, I am wistful of what used to be, but we\’re too different now. I still wonder if we can even survive. As friends.
I first talked to you at bowling and suddenly, we clicked just like that. It\’s obviously teasing of each other. I still don\’t know you that well, but we\’ll see.
You caused me anguish the first day I met you, cutting me off from a conversation I had with someone else. But as the weeks wore on, you started sitting next to me and had this odd attraction toward me. Is it because you wanted to work on the project or is it because you really liked me? I really enjoy your geekness, your immaturity, and your intelligence. It\’s fun to be with you in class as you draw on your notes, draw on my notes, making squeaky noises, making voices under your breath, but suddenly being able to make intelligent comments throughout the class. Some people would describe this as a complementary relationship–me the quiet one and you compenstating for anything I am not.
You have so much energy. Yet I know that you are judgemental. You act like a loner, eating alone and shopping alone. Yet it seems that you can\’t get away from the TV or the phone at all. I still don\’t know what to think, but you\’re fun to be around.
I had known you in Berkeley. Or better yet, I had known of you. But here, you are exuberant, outgoing and extroverted. Very chill. Sometimes I wish I had known you a few years ago, back when I was too insecure. People are not as scary as they really are.