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	<title>Comments on: Nostalgia sucks.</title>
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		<title>By: The Duck</title>
		<link>http://fatlo.af/2008/06/25/nostalgia-sucks/comment-page-1/#comment-975</link>
		<dc:creator>The Duck</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Jul 2008 05:42:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What an interesting read this is.

I&#039;m pleased that after school I retained friendship with a majority of people who I respect, sport definately helps in keeping this I think. There were some right prats in GG &#039;99 who I have as much respect for as Daryl Somers and his singing career. I don&#039;t talk to these nor add/be friends with them on facebook. And despite my apprehension of joining facebook, it definately turned out good for meeting old school friends. That night the Keithcot Farm boys had out on the piss was gold.

And career wise? Well, it took me a while but I&#039;m finally working and studying in the field I want. As for relationships, I&#039;ve never set goals such as married with 3 kids at 30 etc. Always wanted to get the career sorted out first anyway, and I think I&#039;m on the right path there. Hopefully this well also mean buying a house too, the still living at home thing isn&#039;t ideal but I&#039;m studying full time and the olds are very good to live with too.

And I&#039;ve been friend with Kizza since grade 4 and we still talk about the same crap. Bugger me...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What an interesting read this is.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m pleased that after school I retained friendship with a majority of people who I respect, sport definately helps in keeping this I think. There were some right prats in GG &#8217;99 who I have as much respect for as Daryl Somers and his singing career. I don&#8217;t talk to these nor add/be friends with them on facebook. And despite my apprehension of joining facebook, it definately turned out good for meeting old school friends. That night the Keithcot Farm boys had out on the piss was gold.</p>
<p>And career wise? Well, it took me a while but I&#8217;m finally working and studying in the field I want. As for relationships, I&#8217;ve never set goals such as married with 3 kids at 30 etc. Always wanted to get the career sorted out first anyway, and I think I&#8217;m on the right path there. Hopefully this well also mean buying a house too, the still living at home thing isn&#8217;t ideal but I&#8217;m studying full time and the olds are very good to live with too.</p>
<p>And I&#8217;ve been friend with Kizza since grade 4 and we still talk about the same crap. Bugger me&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Kizza</title>
		<link>http://fatlo.af/2008/06/25/nostalgia-sucks/comment-page-1/#comment-974</link>
		<dc:creator>Kizza</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2008 11:25:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>True, true. Although I also spent a bit of time with you and Gav through going to town with Alex, and that was when I wasn&#039;t playing sport. Duck introduced me to Alex, and Alex introduced me to some of the other guys. I remember the first night I met Alex, I went to Duck&#039;s house to head out to town and Alex was there with his Celica. Someone else was there too, I think it might even have been yourself.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>True, true. Although I also spent a bit of time with you and Gav through going to town with Alex, and that was when I wasn&#8217;t playing sport. Duck introduced me to Alex, and Alex introduced me to some of the other guys. I remember the first night I met Alex, I went to Duck&#8217;s house to head out to town and Alex was there with his Celica. Someone else was there too, I think it might even have been yourself.</p>
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		<title>By: Grum</title>
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		<dc:creator>Grum</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2008 05:01:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I don&#039;t think that I&#039;ll bother going to our reunion either - if someone organises it.  I can only think of a few people from grade 12 who could be fucked organising it, and they&#039;re not the people that I was friendly with.  Civil?  Yes.  Friendly?  No.

As for having a different set of friends, a lot of this came about due to sport.  For example, if it hadn&#039;t been for indoor cricket, you and I (Kiz) would barely know each other except that you were a friend of a friend.  Same goes for PJ (and subsequently Kylie).  If I hadn&#039;t become friends with them, would I know Scott, Bill, etc.  Sport has a lot to answer for...especially my (beloved) debates with Sash.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I don&#8217;t think that I&#8217;ll bother going to our reunion either &#8211; if someone organises it.  I can only think of a few people from grade 12 who could be fucked organising it, and they&#8217;re not the people that I was friendly with.  Civil?  Yes.  Friendly?  No.</p>
<p>As for having a different set of friends, a lot of this came about due to sport.  For example, if it hadn&#8217;t been for indoor cricket, you and I (Kiz) would barely know each other except that you were a friend of a friend.  Same goes for PJ (and subsequently Kylie).  If I hadn&#8217;t become friends with them, would I know Scott, Bill, etc.  Sport has a lot to answer for&#8230;especially my (beloved) debates with Sash.</p>
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		<title>By: Kizza</title>
		<link>http://fatlo.af/2008/06/25/nostalgia-sucks/comment-page-1/#comment-972</link>
		<dc:creator>Kizza</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2008 00:50:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I often have the same thoughts. In fact, I was thinking of doing a post on nostalgia after driving around yesterday. Every now and then, I feel something in the air, something about the way the sun and the wind feel, that take me back. I&#039;m not sure where they take me, but I miss things, like the Mini I had huge plans for, before selling for a ridiculously low price. I even miss my first girlfriend, despite her becoming a giant slut.
I&#039;m only just now in the field I expected to be in after I finished school (several years too late), and that&#039;s about all I&#039;ve got that I was expecting to have.
Since I was with Cassy when I finished school, and things were relatively good (and we were young and stupid), I had harboured thoughts of being married now (although, to be fair, that&#039;s not something that exactly weighs heavily on my mind now), and I thought I&#039;d have a house (again, doesn&#039;t weigh too heavily because of the lack of affordability).
Having said that, there&#039;s some places I never thought I&#039;d be and I am. I never thought I&#039;d have become such good friends with you, Grum, and the other loafers, or have met Sean in the first place. You were, at the time I left school, merely a friend of Aaron&#039;s (ha! Like a friend of Dorothy&#039;s!), and I had no idea of the network of friends attached to you and Alex that I&#039;d end up thinking of as my main group of friends. So, swings and roundabouts.
There&#039;s a number of people who added me on facebook who I&#039;m certain would never speak to me in public (and several don&#039;t, I see them on the bus), so I know how you feel. I didn&#039;t go to our reunion because I really don&#039;t care what anyone else is doing. The ones I care about, I already know about.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I often have the same thoughts. In fact, I was thinking of doing a post on nostalgia after driving around yesterday. Every now and then, I feel something in the air, something about the way the sun and the wind feel, that take me back. I&#8217;m not sure where they take me, but I miss things, like the Mini I had huge plans for, before selling for a ridiculously low price. I even miss my first girlfriend, despite her becoming a giant slut.<br />
I&#8217;m only just now in the field I expected to be in after I finished school (several years too late), and that&#8217;s about all I&#8217;ve got that I was expecting to have.<br />
Since I was with Cassy when I finished school, and things were relatively good (and we were young and stupid), I had harboured thoughts of being married now (although, to be fair, that&#8217;s not something that exactly weighs heavily on my mind now), and I thought I&#8217;d have a house (again, doesn&#8217;t weigh too heavily because of the lack of affordability).<br />
Having said that, there&#8217;s some places I never thought I&#8217;d be and I am. I never thought I&#8217;d have become such good friends with you, Grum, and the other loafers, or have met Sean in the first place. You were, at the time I left school, merely a friend of Aaron&#8217;s (ha! Like a friend of Dorothy&#8217;s!), and I had no idea of the network of friends attached to you and Alex that I&#8217;d end up thinking of as my main group of friends. So, swings and roundabouts.<br />
There&#8217;s a number of people who added me on facebook who I&#8217;m certain would never speak to me in public (and several don&#8217;t, I see them on the bus), so I know how you feel. I didn&#8217;t go to our reunion because I really don&#8217;t care what anyone else is doing. The ones I care about, I already know about.</p>
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