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There’s no other way to show what I’m feeling like.
Mood: Thoughtful, melancholy? I don’t know.
Event of the Day: See Phrontistery for details. If you don’t already know where that is, good for you, because you probably don’t want to know anyways.
ATDP overall has been one of the best things that ever happened to me. If it weren’t for ATDP, I probably wouldn’t be so connected to my cousins. I have so many relatives in California, but for some reason, that’s how things turned out.
I remember in the elementary division. I made so many friends, and even after all this time, I still remember them. Charlotte and Susan from Fluid Physics, Annie from Gee!ology… I still remember the alarm clock my classmate made in Simple Machines. I remember so many things, and they feel so fuzzy and warm in my mind. It’s comforting.
As we grew up and moved apart, the new friends I made in the secondary division only became closer friends as we learned to connect faster. They’re more to me than comforting memories. I miss them so much. Tatia, Amanda, Steven…where did you go?
And it makes me even more sad, that none of my friends can really understand just how much I miss them. How do I tell them the number of times I cried after ATDP ‘05, because I knew I’d probably never see them again? Heck, they probably think I’m weird. I’d think I’m weird.
ATDP ‘06…at first I was devastated when I didn’t recognize anyone from my ‘05 class among my new classmates. I hunted through all the ATDP yearbook pictures I could find, searching for some clue to where they’d gone…
…but that didn’t last long. With internet communications, casual outings, and reminiscent get-togethers, TIC quickly became one of the happiest and longest-lasting events in my life. It was different. Everyone was so happy, to be able to learn something about a resource we all love.
I was happy too, because I wouldn’t have to worry about losing my friends again. They’re all still there. On my MSN, my AIM, or still in Tolman, where I can see them almost every day.
Even so…Today, and on Monday, I found myself with spans of extra time, sitting in the back of the classroom with my Latin homework. My mind wandered…
…and it disturbed me, that even being in the same room as the people I know and care about wasn’t enough to keep me from drifting back…
…where old friends and bittersweet memories keep me locked in the past…