What Ever Happened To...

There are a few moments of transition in a person's life. Around my area, going to highschool was one of those transitions because two different elementry schools emptied into one highschool. This meant that half the school would not know about the time you cried at the 7th grade dance when Tiffany Howard wouldn't dance with you, then you went into the bathroom slipped and broke your arm in three places but they never checked so you were stuck inside that bathroom until Monday morning when the janitor found you. Your past was mysterious and you could recreate yourself into a smooth mamajamma. At least that's what I thought could happen until I got to highschool and everyone was still refering to me as the Bathroom Kid. Teenagers are harsh.

But another thing that happened with that transition is some of the people you hung out with in the eariler grades started to slip away. Whether they did not make the football team or they sprouted boobs and suddenly became more popular with the upperclassmen, some of our close friends became not so close until ultimately at graduation you did not even acknowledge each other's existance. Its no one's fault, and it happens throughout life.

They move away to another state or the court decides you are no longer allowed to contact them; usually something gets in the way of that connection you used to have. You lose touch with people and most of the time its people you've seen naked. Now, I have lost touch with people I haven't seen naked. But most of the time, you've seen them naked. No matter how hard you try you will not be able to forget you saw them naked. Especially if she's ugly and your friends know about it because friends never let you forget about the ugly girl. Oh, they will forget that time you got Tiffany Howard at junior prom in the coat check room, but the time you skipped gym class and made out with Bridgette Kovolski because "it was dark, and her snaggletooth wasn't as dominant" will plague you until you die.

As you grow older maybe those old connections with people will florish in your life again along with your three kids, beautiful wife, house almost paid off, and Bonkers the family dog. Then you can throw it all away for a fling with some girl you met in college that you ran into visiting your old school on Homecoming. Fourth floor of the library, like old times. And just like old times, you walked away with an unpleasent sensation and I am not talking your conscious. Some people are best left in the past.