Wow, why use one word when you can use 500 eh He he wow, finally got a chance to read 10 and 11 of journey, still working my way up to 18. Not that that is related to anything.

In the Beginning, there was Nothing. Then God said, "Let there be Light!" And there was Light, yea! Then we skip a few billion years of unimportant happenings and come to the little town of Cranbrook, somewhere between here and there, and just a few mountain ranges east of somewhere else. It may be a sunny day.

Nate has been lonely for a while, but it is a good kind of lonely, or so he believes. Two of his very close circle of friends had moved away, and the other had changed into someone Nate did not want to associate with. High school was loud and boring, filled with people Nate could not help but look down on. Perhaps he merely didn't understand them, nor they him; perhaps he was simply tired. Either way, Nate took two years of home schooling to finish out high school, and believes himself happy within the confines of his own mind, with only himself for a real friend.

September of 2001: Nate enters college, hoping for something of a fresh start but still wary of Others, who have let him down far too often in the past. He begins his studies diligently, and meets some nice people, of many different ages, that he can talk to from time to time - acquaintences. Nate has never had acquaintences before. When a month is nearly up, Nate remembers a web site he used to visit two years ago, where he read information about the fun-filled fantasy series, The Wheel of Time. Nate returns to this site for something to do, and wishes to submit a theory, but alas! he must register. Thinking nothing of it, Nate registers the name ngallagher, and submits his theory. Not only is the theory accepted, but it is controversial, and mandy people respond in the Theory Post blackboard. It is something like acceptance, a somewhat unfamiliar feeling for our intrepid Canadian.

Nate soon ventures to the message boards, and the rest is history. Through the boards and fan fiction and many many noteboards, Nate has not only become a better person on the inside, he has become a better writer as well, and his mind has opened to possibilities and ideas and events that he had never imagined before. Nate vows never to leave this place that has become something akin to a home, to love it and the people in it, and to protect all that it stands for. Nate, having exhausted his melodrama for the day, sits back and types his final period of this nostalgiac post, with something like satisfaction, indeed.


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