I’ve been doing a full clean/sort/destroy/save mission of everything I own(excluding a handful of books, CD’s and other things that my friends have borrowed and not returned yet). It’s all either here in my room or in the other section of the basement. It’s strangely comforting to know it’s all here in one place. But it also makes me realize just how limited my piece of the world is. I have some really cool stuff from when I was a kid(you’ll be seeing photos of those soon, I promise!) and just old papers that I’ve saved from school and that friends gave to me… I found one that Heather, the school president and my friend Sascha’s huge crush(they’re gonna start dating this summer, I hope. They’d be a cool couple) signed her name all over one day in physics class. Stuff like that always brings back great memories because that last year of school was so great. 😀 Ah, I miss being called Jesus(EVERYONE in my graduating class called me that. It was nice to be thought of as their savior 😉 ). There are so many things that are keys to memories that remind me of all the friends I’m not able to talk to very often. I was looking at old yearbooks with my sister Ilea a couple days ago and it was really interesting to see how much we’ve all changed(I have long hair now, not that sickening short hair I once did). Next month there’s supposed to be a reunion of sorts(yes, I graduated less than a year ago, but they’re having all the people who attended for a reunion because the school will be closed and destroyed after my sister graduates next year) so I’m hoping I’ll be able to see all my old friends then. And there’s always trips to Truro to see the ones that work there… Even ones from my junior high, BJHS, that didn’t go to high school with me I’ll still talk to when I run into them. There are some I’d really like to see again, simply because I always wondered what had happened to them. Especially people like Nick and Alicia, who I never really talked to much but who I wished I had. I wish I’d had the sort of relationships I had in my final year of school all the way through, instead of being a semi-loner.