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I think my theatre friends from back home have forgotten about me.  They invite me to their plays.  But they don't tag me in their notes about the David Reid or their experiences there.  But they remember the people who started second semester senior year.  When I write on their walls they don't always write back.  I'm not expecting to stay great friends.   But the place that meant so much to me and the people who meant so much to me...they've forgotten me.  But I will never forget them.  Sure, I wasn't the most talented or the greatest person there but I made my impact nonetheless.  I think they're just too busy beating their Bibles to remember someone like me who isn't so Christ-like.  Funny, isn't it?  Aren't those the people you should pay more attention to?  Heh, the theatre certainly did change a lot in my stay and I was glad I was there when I was.  Sure, the crazy oversexed druggies came right before us.  We were the middle ground, good kids who knew how to have fun and never let there be a dull moment.  The kids now have Bible studies together(there's nothing wrong with that...but it's weird to think).  They still have fun, but they're no us.  I think the graduating theatre kids from the David Reid Playhouse of the 2006 class left an impact and legacy to live on.  There were nine of us and I feel, without a doubt, the least remember.  Except maybe Ashley, but she never included herself as much.  Only the "bad kids,"  the ones who do drugs and have sex(oh, gasp) remeber me.  And I'm okay with that, they're awesome.   I just wish they would all remember me and love me the way they used to.  I'm not that different.  I've changed, sure.  I've done crazy things that they would not like.  But I'm still the same Jayne.

The important thing is that when I was there I had some of the greatest times of my life and I will never forget them.  I'm just glad the changes came after I left.

How's that for random nostalgia?