out of touch...
i've lost touch with high school people over the last couple of years. i know you're saying, well this is usual, liza. not quite... i went to a specialized school with people from all over the planet. formerly freaks, we all had this great place where we fit in and were accepted. living together creates such a bond. to this day, i could call up any of the 900 or so people i went to school with and stay with them, even if they hardly remember me. there's just a bond there...
so my mom is in town. she brings my mail from canada (once a year), where my high school sends all correspondence. first there are the letters about the graduates who died sept 11th - 4 people (not anyone i had gone to school with). then the letter welcoming home jeff schilling, after spending 10 months kidnapped by muslim rebels in the philippines. the letter about kenji, who died in a rollover accident in saudi. the mit grad school suicide (this is the third girl who i went to school with and has committed suicide at mit). it's fun catching up on mail. then i read the quarterly magazine, with class notes and updates.. "joowon called me on sept 12 to say he'd made it out of the towers and was ok... sadly on oct 6th he died in his sleep in an apt. fire".
that broke me. i'd lost touch with him... gotten the email in sept saying he was ok... responded and wondered why he didn't write back. figured it was laziness.
that's all for today. had enough.
so my mom is in town. she brings my mail from canada (once a year), where my high school sends all correspondence. first there are the letters about the graduates who died sept 11th - 4 people (not anyone i had gone to school with). then the letter welcoming home jeff schilling, after spending 10 months kidnapped by muslim rebels in the philippines. the letter about kenji, who died in a rollover accident in saudi. the mit grad school suicide (this is the third girl who i went to school with and has committed suicide at mit). it's fun catching up on mail. then i read the quarterly magazine, with class notes and updates.. "joowon called me on sept 12 to say he'd made it out of the towers and was ok... sadly on oct 6th he died in his sleep in an apt. fire".
that broke me. i'd lost touch with him... gotten the email in sept saying he was ok... responded and wondered why he didn't write back. figured it was laziness.
that's all for today. had enough.