Two Hundred Sixty-Sixth Entry

I'm allergic to penicillin. I was red and itchy for two days. So now I'm allergic to two things: Cats and penicillin. Keepin' count?

My friendster count is now up to 5. Wow. I'm moving up in the world. My latest Friendster is Sean. Remember? Sean Tellier? It has a long old time since I heard that name. Very good hearing from him.

Jen called earlier. Great talking with her, as always. Good soul.

This friendster thing has depressed me somewhat. It is really hard for me to make friends. And when I do, I get lazy and lose contact. Friendster is cool in that it connects people that have lost touch.

As much as I've said I hated High School, I now realize that it was one of the best experiences in my life. The banality of the lives of an everyday high school can never be experienced again. 360 of us graduated from SL in 96. 360 of us spent at least one year confined to the SL campus, breathing in each others air, bumping into each other in the hall. Some of us took advantage of it and took off running after high school. But others, myself included, didn't. I didn't keep in touch with most of the people I considered a good friend.

I just finished going through my senior yearbook. It was VERY nostalgic and I nearly cried. It wasn't the pictures but the messages that got to me. John, Donovan, and Brent's "OK, Phil, shut up and play cards," Lynnett's "Statue?", Winnie and Wendy's "Fish and Buffalo!" All great memories of a time when I really had nothing to worry about. As much as I like to think that I had it rough in high school, it was a cakewalk compared to my current situation.

I know folks will disagree with me but I truly feel that high school was a much simpler time. We were all there and couldn't leave, we didn't have mortgages to pay, marriages to be in, conferences to attend, apartments to decorate. Our lives were as predictable as the day is bright.

I guess what I am getting at is that I really regret not keeping in touch with people from high school. And I really, really regret not giving high school a fair shake and taking full advantage of it. I could have been a completely different person now.

Note: Oddly missing from my yearbook are scribblings from Lisa and Jen. Interesting. I've got Louis, Dayni and Carolyn, but no Lisa and Jen.

Life sucks.