I found I had so much to say about this ICQ business that I was posting up a million tags on my own tagboard, so I decided to just make a regular post out of it. While what Gail said is true about the five billion digit long ICQ number, ICQ gave you the ability to create a nickname for yourself and these nicknames were not limited to the use of only one person. I know because I used the nickname Quiksilver for a short period of time--a name that would be ridiculous to even try registering for AIM. Because of the permanence of the screen name you choose for AIM, many screen names are distorted with a bunch of numbers that I find annoying, quite frankly. So sorry if your sn has numbers in them. [This doesn't apply if the numbers are necessary in the sn to convey a message or idea, like aliceis2good4u, which is still a bit too trite, hackneyed, commonplace, banal, cliché, unoriginal, overused, etc. for my tastes] I remember when Aaron was from Czechoslovakia. Thomas is way too gullible. Or maybe he actually talks with people from other countries. Who knows.
I remember now. Mulan got my email address from Puffo, and I replied back, saying, "How did you get this email address?" and she replied back saying, "I got it from Aaron" and I replied back saying, "Oh... something something..." [this conversation is not verbatim] and that's how the whole thing started. The next day in AB #3-71 Room Q1, Mr Joe Lugo's class, ... wow, I even remember where we sat... anyways, she asked me about ICQ at the beginning of the period and I got up to go explain it to her but then Mr Lugo told me to sit down. =( Darn Mr Lugo. Derek sat next to me once and he sneezed on my shirt sleeve. What the **** was wrong with him??? What kind of person turns his head towards the person that is near them and sneezes onto an article of clothing that they happen to be wearing?? Seriously, people.
I think I have more memories with Derek than with anyone else from 7th grade, though. Like when we were watching Jurassic Park and the velociraptors were in the kitchen chasing the little kids and we were joking about how they were gonna bake cookies. Don't ask. And at the end, when the velociraptors were just about to eat the humans and then some random T-Rex barges in and chomps up the velociraptors. My question is this: how did the T-Rex get into the building into the first place? It's not like he knows how to use a door. It must've come crashing through some wall or something and they would've heard it, right? Yeah, we made some jokes about how the dinosaur used the door, or came in through the window. We thought we were pretty funny. He was still annoying as hell though. That kinda describes our relationship now though, only a little less annoying. I could go on forever about Kastner days... but I won't. It'd be fun though, to talk about it with someone else who was actually there too. I don't think anyone else besides maybe Aaron or Stephanie would be able to relate, seeing as how they're the only people I knew back then that I know now. Wow... Stephanie and I hated each other practically. Actually, that's what she says. I don't remember. But apparently she has AIM conversations citing it. Wait a second... I remember being friends with her in eighth grade, because I lent her my notebook for biology one day. It was purple. Like my notebook now. I swear all the notebooks I own are purple. What's wrong with me?