"The real ones end up back in your life somehow"

Being around Dunwoody so much always brings up the inevitable - running into people from high school. I have seen more people this break than any other. It's a funny thing. I don't really keep in touch with any of my high school friends anymore. It went back and forth with my closest girl friends from high school for awhile, but then again college changes people. Or, maybe it just brings out more of who you always were. I really struggled the first few years because my closest friends seemed to have such trouble keeping up with our friendships. Emails and phone calls were scarce. I understand that life can be extremely busy, but there are only so many times that I can handle being "flaked" on.

This year, I decided to let go of those "friendships." As I got to thinking about it, these people never lived up to my "friends" standards (and who knows, perhaps they are too high.) Thinking back to high school I remembered occasions where I wouldn't get a phone call or plans would get cancelled and I began to wonder why I was trying to hold onto these people so hard. I always was different from these people. Their ambitions are totally different from mine. Our "everybody's home lets get together" visits seemed very forced and superficial. My friend Lindsay was in town over the summer. We got together for coffee with two other girls, and when we were leaving Lindsay confided in me that one of her reasons for choosing a place to live far away from here was to not deal with all the drama that comes with being involved with these people. And she's right, life is easier without them.

Still, it's funny to run into them. I never know what to do. I think it's rude when I pass someone I know and they do not acknowledge me on purpose (like certain roommates of mine), but the more I see of the world the more I think I have different standards than many people. I always say hi, and today I stopped to chat with one, but I always feel like they are inconvenienced by this. Maybe I'll just resort to ignoring them, which is what most people do.

I skipped out on going to church on Christmas Eve because I so desperately wanted to avoid some of these people... that's sad, isn't it? My brother invited me and Will to a New Year's thing at the apartment of some of the people that I was in a "group" with. Perhaps we'll stop by...