It’s strange how I notice that after a hefty larp weekend i’m kinda speachless in my diary.
Of course i could go on and on about what happened in the weekend, but not many of the people that read my diary would understand what i’m talking about.
And the few that do.. were there. hahaah..
Both for my character as for myself the weekend was very good.
I had a long talk with Jeroen. On one hand, i already knew him pretty well. But i didn’t know much about him. I don’t exactly know how to explain it.
But during dinner we had a long talk. It was a good one. I had a bit of trouble getting back into character after that.
He’s one of the nicest persons that i have met lately and i’m happy that i’m getting to know him better and better.
I have met more incredible people since i started Larp.
Just thinking about it brings a smile on my face. People like Kj, Mir, Stefan, Edwin, Marc..
People that i notice i care for almost right away, while i don’t really know them that well (yet)
But on the other hand… i feel i’m losing touch a little with some older friends of mine. But in a way i am not. It’s hard to explain.
Saturday i’ll take Jeroen to a party of 3 friends of mine before we’ll go to the underground. Of course i’ll see my old buddies there (at both the party and the underground, heh)
Once again i notice how wonderful my world is. how rich it is..
I’m almost crying here.. is that silly?