Let us reminisce. TFF, real life, some episode of Family Guy... whatever.


James, tonight I took Julia to Grapevine Mills to see Napoleon Dynamite. While I was there, I was thinking about how great your grad party was with the 25 of us in that same theatre being loud and obnoxious. (It was loud and obnoxious this time as well; I like the Grapevine aura.) And then I got to thinking about how you didn't just go to college, but you moved first and THEN went to college. And about how I couldn't swing by your house and harass you because you're no longer there. And how a Halo LAN party will never cross my path again, unless I go to Drew's house.

College is a wonderful thing, but it brings with it loads of pain.

I miss the simple life. Sure, high school was all a lot of drama and such, but if I were still there, many positives would be exposing themselves right about now. Like this Julia thing. She's an almost 17 year old junior in high school. If I were an 18 year old senior, then her mother would have no problem with that. But no, I'm an 18 year old freshman, and that just doesn't work. I hate the complexity that comes with the title of "the college kid." That, and the expenses. I hate those.