This is me...

Friends....

How strange things are.
I thought that college would change me.
I wasn't completely wrong. College has changed me. I'm more mature and more open than I was a year and a half ago, but no more so than I would've been were I still in high school. I've changed, but I'm still within the path of change for myseld that i've been on for a while now.
It's strange.
I'm hanging out with a whole new group of people, yet it's still the same in ways.

There's three basic group of people I hang out with.
In high school:

There were the people I hung out with in class. We had nothing in common except being generally good people and good students. (read: we were the "brains", the kids you worked with in groups because they were smart and would do all the work.) Very few of them saw me outside of class.
There were my "real friends", the people who shared my beliefs and world veiws, or were at least sympathetic to them. These were the kids who hung out with me outside of class. We were troublemakers occasionally, loud as a group, rebels when it suited, and outcasts always. These were the ones I felt actually gave a shit about me in the long run. We were jokingly known to each other as "The Crackhall Group"; private jokes, don't worry, no real drugs involved... well not for all of us, and not around me.
There were also the people I knew vaguely. I called them friend, but I was never sure why. We hung out occasionally. United Way events, band kids, between classes, one or two football games, etc. I never expected to see any of them again in my life.
Then there were my truest friends. The ones who I was attached to from the instant I met them. Soulmates of a kind. I could tell them damn near anything. That, is a very tiny group. They were pulled from my other friends groupings. That doesn't exactly count towards the basic three though.
There were other friends, and some overlaped, but i'm trying to genralize.

........I'll finish later..........

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And will they find us
Searching for a place called home...
Will we find it,
Can we get there on our own?

Or are we lost,
Amongs these hills of rolling stone...
Will we ever,
Can we find it on our own?


I thought these were part of the song lyrics... guess they're original after all.
http://artists.mp3s.com/artist_song/515/515570.html