so as normal as i appear to be, i am something of a stalker. occasionally, when i am bored at work, i will go on myspace or facebook and type in random names of people i was friends with, or sort of knew even, when i was a kid who subsequently moved away. it has actually put me in touch with a lot of people from my past, although it seems that the bulk of people from one year of my life disappeared.
in sixth grade i was transferred to pine level. when i found out i cried for two days. when i got there, it wasn’t that bad. i had three teachers: mrs. armstrong who was cool, mrs. thompson who was an amazon bitch who hated me, and mrs. smith who was a pregnant black lady who let us watch her check her bloodsugar. the teacher who hated me was the lunch period teacher, and as punishment for being the most attractive and intelligent girl in her class, she thought she could make me suffer by seating me in the middle of all the boys at the lunch table.
c’mon.
a lot of things have changed about me over the years, but one thing stays the same:i don’t play well with girls. as a rule my friends have ALWAYS been guys, and, therefore, i thrived. the only time i ever got in trouble at the lunch table was when this really obnoxious guy named brandon preston poured my chocolate milk on my food.
at any rate, i came to be friends with a lot of guys in that class-four of which would return with me to prattville junior high school the following year:allan woodall, a.j. peek, brandon preston, and chris roeten. all the rest of those guys disappeared into the abyss that was marbury.i have seen two of them since then. one of them is named chase. he used to sit next to me and every time we had collard greens he would put his fingers in them and make jokes about swamp thing. he works at entec, and he even sort of remembered me, although he thought my name was “heidi”. another kid named brian sat on the other side of me. i remember him because he lived in the trailor park next to the school and a bobcat attacked his sister. the last time i saw him he was working at the dairy queen, and i don’t have to tell you (but i will) that he is relatively toothless.
everyone else…gone, and i don’t really think about them much. except a few months ago i was driving in my car and thinking about the past and random people, as i often do, and i thought about this kid named jonathon. he was poor like the bulk of us, and really quiet, and i really hadnt known him that well, so i don’t know why my thoughts strayed. but i thought about jonathon tidwell, the quiet kid in sixth grade. that morning at school i actually searched his name on myspace because i was curious as to how he turned out, but i got nothing.
this morning i checked my facebook account. i had one message. from jonathon tidwell. he has been bored and meandering through friends’ profiles, and he had recognized my name. and he sent me a message. i checked his profile, and he actually has non-redneck taste in film and music.
it is a really strange world that we live in. jonathon and i are now facebook friends.
October 31st, 2007 at 6:54 PM
Oh geez… I love being a Facebook/Myspace stalker. It’s always fun to find people who may or may not remember you. But judging by the number of “Hey, remember me?”s I get on Myspace, I think everyone does a little stalking. (Which is okay, and exciting, I think.)
Speaking of Facebook, why does Stephen no longer have one? I think this happened a long time ago and I missed it. But I really enjoyed that picture of him with the giant Big Gulp type beverage, and now it’s gone forever.
That last comment had no place here on your post’s comments, but oh well.
November 1st, 2007 at 12:30 AM
Heidi: I recommend you give this Jon fellow a firm poke. I mean, if you’re going to subscribe to that whole Facebook shmacebook.
As a side note, I’m surprised you didn’t mention Weak Chin in this entry.
BTW, why don’t you get on AIM any more? You’re one of the few reasons I still sign on for.
Moldie Joe: I just asked Stephen what’s up with the whole Facebook thing. “It’s a long story. I was going to write a post about it at one point, especially since I once highly recommended Facebook in a previous entry, but I didn’t, and that’s a long story too. Neither story is very interesting.” He said, however, he appreciated that you noticed.
November 1st, 2007 at 7:58 AM
steve-the only time i can get on aim is at work and we have dial up. also, it seems that on the rare occasion that i am online, you are not. its a strange condition.
weak chin is good. we are hitting the gym hard 3 times a week. he made me do mountain climbers yesterday..workin those thighs.
oh he is a john..not a jon. there can be only one.
November 1st, 2007 at 12:34 PM
Can’t say enough about that Brandon Preston–what a specter!
I have been routinely ignored by long losts I have tried to reconnect with via Facebook/Myspace. The whole shebang remains, to me, an unintentional and sincere parody of life. A joke, in other words.
November 1st, 2007 at 9:45 PM
I often search the Facebook and myspace of people I once knew, even if it were for just one semester. If they were mean to me or not. Even if they never gave me the light of day in school they are always nice. I just wander why it couldnt be that way when we were in school.
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