Eleven Years

Twelve years ago, in the fall of 2001, I was a sophomore in high school. I’ll pause here to allow all of you to collectively roll your eyes at my age. Sophomore year was my favorite, even more than senior year (also, I apparently didn’t get the memo that I was supposed to hate high school. I loved high school and would do it all over again in a heartbeat) for a variety of reasons: I cut class a lot to make out with my (graduating senior) high school boyfriend in the band room a lot, it was a year that didn’t matter on your college transcript, and perhaps best of all, it was the year we had a foreign exchange student. Her name was Diana, she was from Moldova, and our group of friends adopted her and made her one of us.

We did a lot together over the course of the year. There were shopping trips, bowling adventures, school dances, sleepovers, class trips, skiing. We existed in a world without cell phones that could text, without Facebook, and with cameras that required developing. The year passed too quickly, as they tend to do, and before we knew it June was here. My high school boyfriend graduated and left, but what was most devastating was that Diana returned home. Vanessa, Sarah, and I were extremely close to her. Diana came back to Florida after graduating high school, where she’s been living and teaching high school Chemistry. There was a moment on Facebook a few weeks ago where one of us suggested she fly up and visit, and then magically, this week, eleven years later, we finally got our mini reunion. She flew up Wednesday, and it was like the four of us had never skipped a beat.

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At Sarah’s house reminiscing over high school pictures of ourselves. That’s Sarah, me, and Diana at our Soph Hop in that photo.

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Drinking fancy Rosé. The only thing that changed about us in the intervening 11 years was that now we can drink! We were 15 and 16 year old babies before. Also we went to a high school where no one drank, so that helped. We were too busy being nerdy to sneak-drink.

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While sifting through photos and taking a trip down memory lane, we noticed a strange game in Sarah’s living room. It’s called Bizzy Bizzy Bumblebees and yes, we played it. It involves strapped a plastic headband to your head and using a little bumblebee to collect magnetic “pollen.” We are 26 and 27 year old women with careers and live-in boyfriends and fiancés (Diana is engaged, too!) and the four of us lost our minds with joy over it.

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Obligatory ridiculous cell phone photo.

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The morning after the raging luau we threw for her going away party in 2002, where the majority of our grade came (all 100 of us, ha). 

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The four of us, last night at dinner. We all look the same.

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Please note my headphones. Hello, 2002. 

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This morning I’m going in late to work to have breakfast with the group. Tonight we’re having happy hour margaritas and then going out for sushi. Diana is here until Sunday, and we’re all trying to make the most of our time together. One thing is for sure: we aren’t waiting another 11 years to do this again.

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March 29, 2013 / life / dog / LEAVE A COMMENT / 9

9 comments

  • Oh, this makes me beam with happiness. I know that you guys would have stayed in touch without Facebook, but this is one of the reasons I love Facebook. All these connections with long lost friends. How perfectly lovely that you managed to pick up right where you left off, and what a perfectly lovely time you’re having together. You can tell that you did and that you still are.

    Happy, happy for all of you. XO

  • You all do look the same! It’s only been 5 years since I graduated high school, but my friends and I still do this! Reminisce about old photos and be goofy together. I do hope that in another 5 my friends and I will still do this like you and your friends :)

  • oh that is so sweet! all those old pictures are so funny (and i am sure these new one will become funny old ones someday too). i am in love with the luau picture you look so cute!! will you hold me like that when we get to have girls weekend? and would it be weird if i printed it out and put it on my refrigerator?

    hope you all make the most out of every minute – though i am thinking you all will not have a problem doing that! XO! ps i thought yesterday was friday until this morning when i realized it was friday “again” – hence the lack of blog posting ; )

  • Such a great post, Erin. Even though I haven’t had the pleasure of knowing you all in real life, happy memories and life connections are universal, and I can feel the bond you all share. I also like seeing all these before and after photos. Yes, you all look the same – young as ever! ;) Have the best weekend catching up and spending quality time together; That, right there, is what makes life sweet. xo

  • Yay for friendship reunions! i’d love to do this sometimes

  • this is my favorite. i am in love with the picture of us all at garces. and not just because you look like a floating head. i am so happy we all got the chance to have four straight days of reminiscing and giggling and wine and meats and cheeses and buzzing around with plastic bees strapped to our head. <3

  • So that game is my new favourite – where can you buy it? I feel like that’s going to be what I’m doing this weekend

  • Thank you so much for making me feel at home. I love you all and can’t wait to see you soon again

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