Senior Yearbook

[litanyofthieves]

I'm currently living in the town I grew up in, so I do see a lot of my old schoolmates, and in fact still hang out with a few, including some I didn't get along with in high school. People change and grow, and that's great. Others that I was once close with are now gone.

It's funny, I'm moving to go to school in the fall, and I have reflected on leaving my hometown for what I keep promising is my final time. It is funny how I noticed - if you never leave the place where you grow up, it is hard to grow and change as a person. Even coming back to this place and living here again has almost had me starting to become a person I was before, or at least be percieved that way. I have friends who have never left this town, and I can tell that they have missed out on learning a lot about themselves when they don't have all these expectations and preconceptions on them from other people.

I'm not going to lie, there's still a little resentment in me about the way some people treated me when I was a teen, but only when I really dwell on it. Like Matthew said, I understand now that many of them were just dealing with their own insecurities and learning about themselves, and that manifested itself in different ways. And it's been like, 8 years. I wasn't seriously injured or assaulted, so I feel pretty ambivalent about my high school years.

[Navarre]

I agree, Litany. I also think that, the further we are from our high school years, the more perspective we get on that experience.

Twenty-five years after high school, the experiences still profoundly affect me because they were part of a crucial time in my youth. But I am far from harboring any animosity or resentment toward even the worst of the people during that time.

[Speech]

I did have moments of nostalgia since I left high school, which was about 15 years ago. I find they would come when I was intensely unhappy with my life at that time. I recently took my wife and child back to the town I grew up in (a 17 hour drive into northern Canada) and didn't enjoy being back at all. I didn't see any people I knew, they all had left, and I didn't get along with any family back there. I originally left the year after high school was done and haven't been back for about 6 years-I remember why I left.

I don't miss "the old days"-truth is they were some of the worst years of my life; the only thing I got from those years is a strong sense of myself and motivation to create more for my life. I'm grateful for that...but that's where it ends.

[Navarre]

I considered today driving the 2 hours back to my home area but didn't. Like you, I know no one there.

The school has been condemned. I know no one in the county. I have no friends there (and never did). I have no family, period.

It all seems like a strange dream sometimes; something that shaped me but with no connection left to it.

[Gaumer]

Since I had no high school senior year, I'll skip the empty, nostalgic review of my life and times of abusing the black market in the 90's.

I do have a question for the OP: Why no Facebook account?

[Navarre]

I have a grand total of 8 people I know in real life that I consider friends. I don't need facebook to keep up with that few people.

[Gaumer]

I have a grand total of 8 people I know in real life that I consider friends. I don't need facebook to keep up with that few people.

Fair enough

FB isn't just to keep up with people you know. Meeting new people and following sites of "famous" people is not a terrible thing.

You're a good conversationalist; I think you'd have some fun on it sans Farmville and Mafia Wars

[Alisha Mynx]

I have a grand total of 8 people I know in real life that I consider friends. I don't need facebook to keep up with that few people.

Fair enough

FB isn't just to keep up with people you know. Meeting new people and following sites of "famous" people is not a terrible thing.

You're a good conversationalist; I think you'd have some fun on it sans Farmville and Mafia Wars

But if he decides to quit, he'll get sucked into the TRON world the Facebook Matrix and forced to play Yahtzee for the amusement of...   something, like this young man did.



I had FB for a very, very short time because I just didn't see any reason to keep it.  I met a few nice people, but everyone else was either...  what's a good way to put it?  Phony friend-addicts?  Something like that..   or they were just hitting on me, some in quite disturbing ways (seriously, some sounded like potential stalkers).

And I refuse to play Farmville because I'm already on morphine, so I'm afraid to mix two addictive substances.  I might OD.  

[Gaumer]

Mileage varies.

The internet is full of stuff one needs to ignore to enjoy the rest. Facebook is not different.

And I couldn't agree more on Farmville. Although on my farm I have nothing but hay bales organized to resemble old Nintendo sprite characters and the like

Best. Farm. Evar!