Distance and Friends
It is weird to be away at different schools than your friends from high school. Two of my friends (they're twins) go to the University of Iowa, which happens to only be about 3 or 4 hours away from home, but about 7 hours away from me when I am at school, so visiting them is a big deal, and a plane ride. Freshman year, most of the trips I made were home because I was homesick and anytime that I had free to travel anywhere I went straight home to my dad, and sophomore year I had a car and usually went places that were close like my boyfriend and best friend go to university of Illinois which is only about 2 and a half hours away. This year however, I decided that it was weird not knowing where they lived, or what their school looked like. I felt like I had known all of their roommates and friends for my whole life, however I had never even met them face to face, I had just heard so many stories over the years, I felt like I did. So this year I booked a flight on a 3 day weekend and left Thursday and returned back to school Sunday night. It was a lot different than I imagined at Iowa, I had visited it once when I was a sophomore in high school, which right now seems like a really long time ago, but I had looked more at the campus than the apartments and night life. So this was basically all new to me when I went to visit them. But even though the town was much more different than I had imagined their apartment was not. I walked in and instantly noticed the bar stools that surrounded their fully decorated and stocked bar. I would have known those stools anywhere, we had spent so many nights in high school and over the summer at their bar at home (where they had obviously taken the stools from). It brought back so many memories.
As I walked around I could tell that they really hadn't changed much at all. They had counter stools, almost the same ones I had, in their kitchen. We had always had basically the same taste and sometimes ended up with the same stuff without even knowing. Like Kelly, one of the twins had the same bed sheets as I did and even the same dresser. Katie had the same bathroom decorations basically as I did at home.
It is weird to see how much people evolve when you leave for school and go your separate ways, but at the same time we don't really change. We still come home and see each other and just pick up where we left off, even after spending months, almost a year, apart. I think after knowing someone for so long, it is easy to know who they really are even though they are constantly changing.