In a matter of weeks I’ll be done. Separated from people I’ve called friends and turning acquaintances back into strangers. Isn’t it strange, the boy you sat beside every day in chemistry class, the boy who lent you his calculator and still managed to get every question right, will probably forget your name in a few years? And all the memories and the reputation you have ever tried to uphold, well those will be gone too. All these little fragments of what made you, you in these past four years, they’ll slowly start to disintegrate, diminishing into a pile of nothingness until all that is left are memories of short glimpses of the “perfect youth”. Everything will become mere stories to share over a glass of chardonnay in the future, if there even is one. 

See here’s the thing with separation, all these faces i’ve grown accustomed to over these past four years, half of them will disappear, the other I’ll see over social networking sites every now and then. And perhaps the odd one will leave a message or a text to go hang out in the future, but really, what will happen, when we all segregate into our respective interests? All the strange little quirks you’ve remembered about people will grow utterly irrelevant, it’s almost like these friendships were meaningless to a certain degree— this is not to discourage making friends, by all means, we rely on human contact for survival. Honestly at this point, i suppose it’s who is willing to try, and who I’m going to say good bye to, forever. As we go our own ways, some of us will find success, others will live in our parents’ basements forever and well.. life will strike others, whether in sickness or in health. Honestly, I don’t even know where i’m getting at here. Cheers to 7 minutes of my thoughts.