Good Bye Open Diary. Hello Prosebox. in Inside My Head

So it has taken me at least twelve hours to copy, edit, and paste over four hundred journal entries from Open diary to Prosebox. I guess I'm lucky because I had randomly signed onto Open Diary and saw the announcement that the website was going down in less than two weeks. There have been points in my writing where the lapses between entries have been several years. Could be worse I guess. I could've tried to sign on after the website went down. That would've been pretty terrible. As I was transferring entries over I was reading some of them. It made me nostalgic. I miss college life. I should've written more. I was reading entries where we partied and drank all night and came home at 4:30 am. Now a big night out for Michael and I is dinner and a movie. I usually pass out before 11am. I am grateful for Michael, don't get me wrong. I have friends who would love to have a man that they love and that loves them. I just wish there was a way I could go back, even just for a little while, and relive some of it. I guess that's what diaries are for right? To give you a chance to relive the past.

Speaking of the past, I started Googling exes and old friends. Very mature I know, but I was curious. Chris is an IT manager (dude wtf he was a history major) in NYC and is currently dating a very large woman in his company named Mary Beth. Gotta love Facebook...Can't find Henry. His name is pretty common and he's not on Facebook. Dionne and I are still friends on Facebook. She is an audiologist now and recently got married. Justin still looks as beautiful as I remember. he's married to his high school girlfriend and is still working as an architect. Erin is single as far as I can find, and is a lawyer. Kind of ironic that she was so obsessed with having a boyfriend in college, and virtually ignored her friends once she started dating a guy, and out of the four of us she's the only single one.

I still talk to Jennie and Bridgette, although not very often. They both came to my wedding and I celebrated their 30th birthdays with them in Atlantic City. Bridgette live in Nashville; she was supposed to go to Vanderbilt after graduation, but dropped out and now works as a lab assistant. Jennie lives in D.C. after her getting her PhD from Albany and is dating a really nice guy. Both Bridgette and Jennie still party (and drink) a lot.

As for the Delta Iotas, I don't speak to most of them. Toni married a very wealthy guy after graduating college and moved to London for two years. She moved to Hoboken which was 5 minutes from my apartment in Jersey City. I never saw her and she never invited most of us over. I stopped talking to her. You may have married wealthy, but I still remember you as a poor kid from a single mother in Queens. Lisa was supposed to come to my wedding, but texted (didn't even bother to call me) the night before my wedding to tell me her mother was sick and she wasn't coming. She texted me at 10:30 at night. Really? I understand your mom was sick, but you knew she was sick in the hospital days before my wedding. And don't you think it's slightly inappropriate to text someone 10:30 pm the night before their wedding??!! I don't speak to her any more either.

Nicole, Corinne, Christine, and I all got married within months of each other. We all went to each other's wedding, but that was almost a year and a half ago -- I haven't seen or spoken to them since. It's sad that we all grew apart -- I remember spending my 20th birthday with them.

I speak to Erin fairly often. Lauren called me yesterday -- we have plans to hang out later this month. Ashley moved to California about three years ago; I still get a random text or Facebook message from her every so often. the last few times she came to NYC I was working and couldn't see her.

B-Pop fell off the face of the Earth. We hung out a lot my senior year because she and her boyfriend Jay had broken up; they got back together the following year and she disappeared. Haven't spoken to her since college. Melissa and I still speak once in awhile. She called me several months ago saying she missed me and Mike and wanted to hang out. I called her back, but she never responded. I'm too old to go chasing after people to be my friend.

I don't have a lot of friends any more. Michale and I live in suburban town in central NJ. we're the youngest ones in our development. we don't have kids (hopefully soon) so we have little in common with our older neighbors. We live about 1.5 hours from NYC so going to see friends isn't particularly convenient. I don't drink any more and don't like staying out late. Getting older definitely sort of sucks.

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