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[3pipeproblem]

Just looked up one of my really good friends from HS on the facebook (a time-wasting device beloved by all college students). I haven't spoken to him since the summer, and then only briefly. I miss him. I miss a lot of people from HS, but Brad I talk to and Monty at least sends out his hilarious mailer (nearly funnier than Zach Braff's blog, actually). It's weird to suddenly get to look through his courses, pictures of the 66 people he has listed as friends...I have no idea what's been going on with him at all. He was great. Is great. He's one of the smartest, funniest people I know, and I think about him quite a bit, both in terms of missing him and in terms of "I wish I could find someone here who's like that."

Anyway. I find myself missing HS a lot. There has to be something wrong with that.

Also, I'm considering becoming a secret shopper.

Oh, and in French Tuesday, our assignment was to draw the floor plan of our house and label the various rooms. It was strange how elaborate everyone's drawings were. They all sketched in gardens and the various floors (I, being a slacker, did not, but I sort of wanted to). And then when we were sharing them everyone seemed palpably nostalgic. And I mean everyone. It's an odd notion, drawing a map of a place that, for all intents and purposes, has ceased to exist for you.

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[parelle.livejournal.com]

Anyway. I find myself missing HS a lot. There has to be something wrong with that.

Honestly, I don't think there is. I felt the same way just after freshman year, and I've still more closer friends from high school than I have here, probably. There're somethings which stay with you, and be glad for it.
For two of my (three) best friends from high school, we've always had our spring breaks overlap and we're late to go back after winter (not this year though, may the administration go boil itself on an anthill). So we've always made a point to meet up during then as well. Even if it's just one time, every 3 months or so, it's still worth it. My larger group makes a point to meet up every year the Friday of Thanksgiving break, though where we're going to be this year is questionable (the usual hostess is in Paris for the year). There's plenty of people who I just see that once a year there, and no other time at all, but I'm still glad that it happens.

However, to continue my rambling nostalgia, I've become closer to a group of friends which I had left behind years ago, from essentially middle school. We never even saw each other that often in high school, since I switched sophmore year, but October of my freshman year, they all came down to see me during fall break. Since then, we've all grown alot closer than we ever suspected, and it's definitely been worth it. So I don't think going to college means leaving everything behind - it's often a good time to discover what you've missed, and what should be valued too.

[bohemiancachet.livejournal.com]

You know... I never missed High School. I sometimes have nightmares that I'm back there and they are always nightmares. Usually stress nightmares... urgh. Flashbacks. My stop myself.

I miss the house I grew up in, though. A lot. I feel nostalgia about that.