Everything Sounds Like Coldplay Now

So that's it... over and out, done and dusted, whatever you want to call it. The people who have been closest to me these past several years have now all stridden off into the sunset to some cheesy music, walking in slow motion, just before the credits roll.

And it's a bizarre feeling. It's not exactly a sad feeling, though - and this is something which annoys me somewhat, because you'd think that I'd feel something.

I guess I know that we'll never really lose touch or some sentimental idea like that, except that I know that, in all probability, we will, and the greatest chance we all have of meeting up again is if we all get invited to the premiere of Red Neon, or something.

Oh, I'm sure we'll all meet up every Christmas for a few years, but... then what? I'll probably move to Scotland or America for the jobs or something, and bam - farewell life. I mean, I know that almost nobody keeps their friends from their teenage years, but once - just once - wouldn't it be nice to do so?