I found this post very interesting because it spoke to me a lot about the changes we go through, and how others perceive those changes.
To me, you're a girl. You always have been, because we met in third grade and that's when we were closest -- if you call screaming bird noises across the elementary school field "close" (I like to) -- and you were always the pretty girl with nice eyes and bootiful hair who hated it when people sang "The First Noel" because you didn't like that joke. No-Ellen.
We grew apart. People do. But even in middle school you had that long hair, and the fact that you hung out with guys didn't really mean much to me. Through Caitlin I kind of met you again, and even though I found out about your adventures with sexuality and the like, you were still a girl who, with her hair dyed black, kind of looked like Ozzy Osbourne.
In high school, several things happened. I joined the Guild and then drifted away again, you cut your hair and looked like Jack White for awhile and complained that your neck was cold, you got in an... interesting... relationship, and the further you went, it seemed, the shorter your hair got. With Martine, you seemed the most happy in high school with your hair blue and all dreams of "science girl" behind you. But always to me, you were a girl, with the same name you'd always had.
See, you changed, but because I knew you less and less, the more I relied on memory to know you, and therefore, you stayed a girl in my mind, and will continue to do so. Now that you're not even around here anymore, you'll most likely stay in this state in my head. And that got me thinking... man, all people will remember about us in life is how we were at our last moments with them. That kind of depressed me a little bit. But that's not your fault.
POINT: You're still No-Ellen to me. POINT: You're still a girl to me. POINT: I'm sorry if that's bad, but I think it really just reveals something about some psychological thing in humans. Honestly. That's all. POINT: I think you and Martine are awfully cute, ps. POINT: I'll shut up now. :)
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on 2006-11-15 03:35 am (UTC)To me, you're a girl. You always have been, because we met in third grade and that's when we were closest -- if you call screaming bird noises across the elementary school field "close" (I like to) -- and you were always the pretty girl with nice eyes and bootiful hair who hated it when people sang "The First Noel" because you didn't like that joke. No-Ellen.
We grew apart. People do. But even in middle school you had that long hair, and the fact that you hung out with guys didn't really mean much to me. Through Caitlin I kind of met you again, and even though I found out about your adventures with sexuality and the like, you were still a girl who, with her hair dyed black, kind of looked like Ozzy Osbourne.
In high school, several things happened. I joined the Guild and then drifted away again, you cut your hair and looked like Jack White for awhile and complained that your neck was cold, you got in an... interesting... relationship, and the further you went, it seemed, the shorter your hair got. With Martine, you seemed the most happy in high school with your hair blue and all dreams of "science girl" behind you. But always to me, you were a girl, with the same name you'd always had.
See, you changed, but because I knew you less and less, the more I relied on memory to know you, and therefore, you stayed a girl in my mind, and will continue to do so. Now that you're not even around here anymore, you'll most likely stay in this state in my head. And that got me thinking... man, all people will remember about us in life is how we were at our last moments with them. That kind of depressed me a little bit. But that's not your fault.
POINT: You're still No-Ellen to me.
POINT: You're still a girl to me.
POINT: I'm sorry if that's bad, but I think it really just reveals something about some psychological thing in humans. Honestly. That's all.
POINT: I think you and Martine are awfully cute, ps.
POINT: I'll shut up now. :)
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