Interlude I ~ A Part

Ohai!

As you all know, I've already graduated - in fact - this very summer.
It's been 3 months since I've seen someone from school (well, except for my real friends whom I still meet regularly). How do I feel about that?

When in school we talked, we walked together, laughed at jokes, told some jokes - of course -, copied each other's homework or worked together on a project in big and small groups. It wasn't necessary to do that. It wasn't something we were forced to do. We still did it.
We never met outside of school though, which already implies what kind of relationship we actually had. One of benefits (not the sexual one, mind you).

And now that we have nothing that binds us together anymore - school - we will probably never meet each other again. Except for accidentally meeting each other in a super market (in which case we'd just greet each other and be done with it) or worse (or not) attending university together (and forge yet another bond with them).

Since we live in a rather modern world and the computer actually binds each and everyone of the human beings that actually owns one, if you really think about it, we can still see what the other does.
E.g. Facebook. I have made a Facebook account and added Facebook friends over the course of my school career - accepted the requests of people I know that I don't know. (Ha ha, weird sentence but so true.)
Even after graduation it's not common practice to just up and delete those people you think you'll never talk to/or need again. (Since - for example - people love to have a lot of friends in their lists to show that they're super popular.)

So it just so happens, that today I was kind of curious about lots of things - What are the others doing now? (It's also common practice to compare one's life to other's.)
Nah, it's not that I thought exactly that. I was just scrolling through my news feed and - Ah. - there it was, some more news about someone I don't really care about but never bothered to delete.

But still, when I scrolled through their timeline and saw them flying to distant lands, meeting new people, doing things they've never done, doing activities I myself have never seen them do, I thought of the time when I just sat beside them and still conversed with them.
A time when I still mattered to that person, and that person still mattered to me.
A time when we were still a part of each other's life.
And in just a course of three months - no, actually just in course of a day (graduation day) we let each other go our own way. We even thought about never seeing the other again. (Well, at least I did.)

It's just... so wondrous, so strange how the world, the people and time work.
Of course this is not the only example of how people fall out of touch. I just wanted to talk about it.

It does feel weird, doesn't it?


See ya laterz, alligatorz.