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November 8th, 2004 by Sarin
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The United State of Texas…we should all be so lucky. Or is lucky the right word.
In other news, how’re you doin’, buddy? Haven’t talked in awhile. I saw the SW III preview along with “The Incredibles” on Saturday. Good movie, not as strong story-wise as “Finding Nemo”, but the visuals were excellent.
When the frickin’ hell is Alias coming back? Though I’m enjoying “Lost.”
I have been doing alright. Still trying to figure how the rest of my year is going to go, or heading, yanno what I mean. Being old means you have less older friends, and that sucks.
Alias will be back in January. Which is great because it runs without repeats and 24 will be back at the same time.
Yeah, that figuring out stuff - been there, wearing the t-shirt. Does getting older mean your friend base starts to dwindle? ‘Cause I’ve sorta been feeling that. Maybe the bracket for putting up with certain things closes in after time. Who knows.
I knew Alias was in January - I wonder if they’ll stick it on Wednesdays after Lost, because Desperate Housewives seems to be doing so well. I wouldn’t mind that, so much. And I’m looking forward to 24, though no Dennis Haysbert means me sad. Later.
Getting older also dwindles your opportunities for meeting new people. The new people I have met this year, were mostly by accident, people who moved into the Gables and live with other people I’ve known before. Being older, there really isn’t a huge importance on getting involved and making your face known. You end up with some happiness in the friends that you have made, because you’ve already “banked” months and months of relationship ahead.
But it could also be the way guys work. There was an article in last month’s GQ that drives on the notion that most guys, are afraid to make new friends and will continue to drink with the same old friends, no matter how non-progressive their old friends’ lives are.
You can say that point with girls as well. As for me, I would love to meet new people. But we sometimes never realize what we have till it’s gone. In this way, we fight for the past, cuz the past just seems brighter than today.
Paved paradise, put up a parking lot, then? Sorry, little Joni Mitchell humor/introspection.
The more I feel like UNH is a part of me, and not just something I’ve been immersed in - the more I realize that the dreaded growing older and moving on curse is well upon its way. But it’s not such a bad thing. In retrospect. I’ve made a lot of friends throughout my college years (and this is where life really began for me, better or for worse) some have stuck, some I’ve outgrown. So much so that I’ve feared that, I think.
Maybe it’s because I’ve been spending time and working with teenagers over the past few months, that I didn’t realize how much the past affects you, and how your social circle dwindles down to the bear minimum - hopefully you’ve got some fine vintage relationships there. But while I’m looking for the next stage in my life, it’s nice to be reminded of what’s come before - and in that way, we never grow old. Just a little more inclined to lose some brain cells.
I was telling one of my other friends a couple nights back about the time we went to Newmarket and you almost fell out of my car - those were the days, huh.
“In this way, we fight for the past, cuz the past just seems brighter than today?” Va, I think that’s one of the most profound things I’ve ever heard you say. I had something to add to it, but I’ve run out of time.
It is, in the context if you think along the lines of “you don’t know what you have until it’s gone.”
But most people aren’t in that mindset. We get that way, when we’re lonely and bored.
Or when we graduate out of school or something.
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