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Hey, welcome to my blog! I'm Finny; how are you? Read around; i'm sure there's something you can relate to.. or teach me. p.s my Jesus rocks =) and so do my awesomely amazing friends.

when the past catches up..

I had the privilege of being visited by two very old friends and their mum today.

I'm talking about Abbey and Tristan (with Aunty Pauline.) Even though i was 'sleeping' i heard them come in. I didn't think it would be them because, well frankly it would've been really random lol; but random it was and i found myself having a chat with the two kids for around half an hour.

They've both grown; into different things - Abbey has grown up alot. I can tell from the way she carries herself and the way she dresses that she has fast matured. The girl i once knew and looked after like....somewhat of a little sister - now tells me not to worry about her, she's grown up now. I can see it, i really can.



The boy has also grown. He's grown into somewhat a video game professional. He's quietened down alot, and i notice his capacity for manners has increased. So has his relationship with his brother and sister, i'm guessing by the way things looked.

One thing i did keep notice of though; was that we carried out the conversation like i was still in ROL, like i never left them; like i wasn't a stranger. If you ever read this abbey, or tristan: thank you. Somehow that meant alot to me. I prayed before i walked out that i wouldn't be seen as a stranger, as somebody who hurt them; as a unforgiven person.

Abbey talked to me like she always did; smiled at me like she always had. I cant see inside of her obviously but i felt....i felt nothing against me. For that i'm very grateful, to her. We talked about things that we always did when we used to see each other 3 days a week. How many boys asked her out lately, how Dae was etc etc.


Tristan maintained the closeness he had for me, which was shown through him always trying to show off to me hahaha; i can remember he was telling me how he could jump to reach the top of the doorpost; and i told him that soon he'd be able to reach it without jumping lol, which he was quite pleased to hear. He attempted to pat my head with his jumper sleeve but aunty pauline told him off haha.

mmm, i miss them. I remember when i used to go back to ROL and saw them sometimes up to 4 days a week. Haha, life moves on; and so must we; but sometimes, we have the joy of making the past a present.

lol, in more ways than one.

Fin~

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