Permalink Reply by Xuut on November 9, 2009 at 4:27am
I think it's because you're friends with us. It's hard to imagine your friends not nice to your other friends, or as if they don't belong there. No clue why. I just find it applies to a lot of people.
Permalink Reply by Xuut on November 9, 2009 at 4:42am
XD Not your friends?
Or anti-friends-from-the-internet?
My friends can't do that to me because they know this kid from Kingston off the internet. One of them is even dating him. Another has a bunch of friends from an RP.
Uh... they're my friends.... just.... yeah. They're rather... judgmental? Bitchy? Not very nice? And they're completely anti-internet. And Twilight fangirls. And a couple of them will give this thoroughly disgusted look to anyone not wearing clothing/makeup that they like. That kind of thing. We wouldn't all get along. I can't stand them most of the time....
No! But Devil's is moving to the middle east! *isn't kidding* *explains*
Okay, so I was in my photo class. Last class of the day. I was hanging out with all the people I usually hang out with, plus Lamp and Ranting. Others were in the class too, they were just at different tables which made talking to them difficult. Devil's called Lamp over to his table, and she went to see what he wanted. They both returned, and Devil's announced that he's moving back to the middle east. (Yeah, apparently, in my dream, that's where he was originally from.) So me and Lamp and Ranting were all upset that we'd never get to see him again.
You and Nathan walked over to see what was going on, and we explained, and then everyone hugged Devil's and wished him good luck and all that. Then the bell rang, so we all went outside. We walked all the way across campus to the stadium, where we found Kayte, Flying, Fate, both Pyros, Miles, and Nighthawk. If you weren't there, anyone, uh, sorry?
So Devil's kind of... disappeared. In the dream it totally made sense, though, because he was leaving. But he just kinda poofed. In that seven minute walk, we totally forgot about that though, and upon seeing all the others we broke into a run and tacklehugged them all. Then a bunch of RL people reappeared, and we all went out for icecream, and tried to see how many people we could cram into the photobooth. (As for my RL friends, the record is seven.) Then we took to running out in front of cars on Watt Ave. That's pretty much it.