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Originally Posted by Glice
The thing is, as an adult I can cope with the people from school - they're just people.
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I would say in my case, they are "just people" so much so that I would have no idea who the hell any of them were (let alone remember their name).
I only spent 2 years at that school, and before that I lived in another state, so I don't have close bonds with more than a handfull (who will be there tomorrow). and because I left texas, I don't even have the luxury
that my wife does of saying "oh look there's _______, I haven't seen him in years" (having moved about every two years, this concept is completely alien to me).
even when I drive "home" to dallas, I
never see anybody that I used to know while out and about. I thought that for sure I would at the butthole surfers show, but still nothing...
my self-imposed hermitage is bound to make this experience more mind blowing than that of what I assume are the more socially inclined.
other assumptions:
xxxxxxx still stares out the window and says "dog food" for no apparent reason.
xxxxxx, although married, still has no last name, never had a last name and never will (does anybody know her last name)?
xxxxxxxxx will attempt one last time to add
my notch to her bedpost.
xxxxx will confess that the time she let me touch her breast was the most sensual experience that she's ever had (or expects to ever have).