I Found My Classmate!
Thanks to the quick web reflexes of Worldgineer, I was able to call my old high school buddy Tara today. Crazy. Just crazy. I am all cheeks and smiles right now. We were both a little hyper to be in contact again.
I told her I was looking for a high school friend and did she go to my high school? She said yes. I said, "Class of 93?" "Yes," she said. "Oh cool," I said, "I'm Sarah H." "Oh, my God!" she said. "I can't believe I found you!" I said. "Me too, you," she said somewhat confusedly, "I can give you my current address and phone number and stuff and we can stay in touch." "Exactly," I said. So she did, and I did, and now we can.
*Sigh*
Thanks, dear Internet, for coming through for me in a pinch. I knew you would!
(Oh, and World, I owe you $20.)
I told her I was looking for a high school friend and did she go to my high school? She said yes. I said, "Class of 93?" "Yes," she said. "Oh cool," I said, "I'm Sarah H." "Oh, my God!" she said. "I can't believe I found you!" I said. "Me too, you," she said somewhat confusedly, "I can give you my current address and phone number and stuff and we can stay in touch." "Exactly," I said. So she did, and I did, and now we can.
*Sigh*
Thanks, dear Internet, for coming through for me in a pinch. I knew you would!
(Oh, and World, I owe you $20.)
posted by k_sra at 8/18/2004 01:13:00 PM
14 Comments:
Forget about the $20. I want a picture of you and Noble Maluf standing in front of his paintings.
Really, I'm glad you found her. It's good to have a past (he says, though he hasn't talked to anyone from high school in years).
Did you make sweet, sweet happy? (I have a one track mind.)
Thanks, World.
honestplus, I wish you would stop saying that! It kinda creeps me out... ;)
Cool beans, good old Tara. I want to see a picture of you, Tara and Noble in front of his paintings, during an eclipse.
Haha! I'll get to work on that, right away.
Sorry about that. (Happy is a natural thing... okay, I am really stopping right NOW.)
See? (points above) Isn't she cool? And she remembers stuff I forgot! *sigh* It's just like Christmas.
I hope you will make yourself at home, Tara. Nobody here bites. : )
It's kind of anticlimactic, actually, k-sra. I mean you write this angst ridden blog about not being able to find a long lost pal, and *poof* three hours later there she is, real as life, commenting and acting like she was there all along. Where's the drama? Where's the suspense? Where's the thrill ride of anxiety and anticipation? Where the heck are the 7 minutes of commercial breaks?
(Hey Tara, 'sup?)
Sheesh, you're hard to please! I thought my search would take longer, too. I guess now I *have* to go visit Maluf's paintings. Chopper, when are you free?
[fid] Funny, my experience was much different. There was [k], sad and in need. So I drag and drop Tara's name into my Google search bar, and after a few seconds of looking I find something that might possibly be her. So I post the info and have to wait hours. No, wait, minutes. Two minutes. So I post the info and have to wait two minutes for [k] to respond, and she can't do anything about it until that afternoon! So I come back, hit refresh (stupid Blogger), go back to what I was doing. Repeat this for several hours (please note that the peak on [k]'s popularity graph was likely me - sorry [k]). Waiting and waiting, wondering if [k] and [Tara] will be reunited, or if it's just a wrong number. I wait through a Jaws in 30 seconds movie. I learn new and mildly interesting ways to dance. Finally, just as I begin to fear that [k] decided not to call or was asked out to lunch at the last minute, word came across the wire. [Tara] had been found. [Tara] had been found.
That was beautiful, World, just beautiful.
I'm going to quit reading all these comments and just wait for the movie, or the eclipse, which ever one comes first.
Hey, feel free to steal crap off my blog! Not that you need to, being all "internet savvy" and everything... Actually, maybe I should just skip straight to stealing links off you. Hmmm
Ooh, how DO you get a live bird out of a cat's mouth?
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