I read a few of the entries the "kids" from DreamWeaver's wrote in their online journals and I had to smile. It is wierd that they have all grown up, yet its sad in a way, too. I discovered something in myself while reading them and I guess the main thing is: I have officially grown up. There is much bickering and girlfriend switching for them...and I know now that I think about it it was the same for us at that age. The thing that disturbs me is that some of the people are my age. Some of them are the ones I hung out with when I was 18 and 19 and they are still acting the same way. How long can you live with your parents and play role playing games? Should'nt there be some cut off age and did most of them not ever see "Romeo" when they hung out at DreamWeaver's? (For those of you who don't know who I am referring to Romeo was a man in his early 30's whose mom would drop him off with a cooler and he would stay at DW's all during open hours and play Magic and eat Ragu).
I don't ever think I could go back to that place again.
It was fun while it lasted and I met so many people and the people I love today, but I could not live through my "teenage-angst" years again. The strange thing is that some people cannot leave that phase.
To each his own, I guess.
Now smile...I am putting up two pictures of Jessica...she's so beautiful!!! :)
Posted by Shannon_50 at February 20, 2005 06:56 AM