I Miss (my Friends in) High School
Earlier tonight I thought I would be able to finish a school requirement. I had that urge to do something productive. But something happened that I never would have expected.
Definitely a throwback Thursday for me. I’ve always thought I can go on without missing the people I spent my high school life with. I cannot say that I had the most fun in high school, but I sure helluva miss the people in it. I miss them, when I thought I won’t, when I thought I could move on without having that thought, of thinking about them again—I was wrong.
In all honesty, I really had that urge earlier to do something productive, but for a weird reason, it was all stale. I was paralyzed with idleness. I never expected idleness would lead me to checking my old Facebook account and see there the pictures I’m tagged with.
I click a picture and somehow browsed my old tagged photos. I clicked and clicked and clicked… Never did I expect that I will be taken away from looking back. I see myself as a future-oriented person, always directed to what is to happen. What happened tonight was just out of it. It is like there’s some force out there that lead me to go ahead and check again my past.
I appreciate the power of social media, especially the tagged photo album. A recollection of memories of good and bad, blunt and rad, happy and sad. I somehow entertained myself in browsing my old photos with my friends. I learned something from it. It is not the self-portraits and selfies that would matter after 5 years or so. It doesn’t matter if you have a lot of photos in your social media account, it won’t matter. What will matter is the picture you had with of your friends. It is what counts in the long run, when you’re looking back. The people you’re with when all those stolen shots, candid smiles, the embarrassing ones, and even the ones we didn’t like to be posted.
What this throwback Thursday thing taught me, is how will I keep in touch with my old friends again? Again, I will repeat that I did not intend of missing them, but somewhere down the road… Life will compel you to do it and life will succeed in making you miss parts of your past.
If there will be a chance to reunite with my high school friends, by all means, let it be done. I miss them. By this time, there are no more scores of wrongs. Never will I hold my grudges, all I want is to keep in touch again.
I have thought of burning bridges and to which I did. Now, I will build it again and will cross that bridge for I am over it. I am over with all the fights and hatred. Hatred will never sustain itself, it’s meant to be pacified by love. And all I have now is hope in building connection again.
Melancholy is essential at times, it makes you think. It makes you reflect your emotions in that moment of time. And I do feel melancholy, for I miss a part of my life that belonged in high school. It won’t hurt to keep in touch again, would it?
Truly is a Throwback Thursday for me.