The Simpler Times

I'm feeling so nostalgic now. Let's analyze my roots instead of studying for the SAT! When I look back to freshmen year, I don't remember much about my relationships. Who could I count on? Of course, the people whom I talked to the most. Who did I like to talk to? The same people.

Barely talk to these guys anymore.
But when I do, I'm so nostalgic.

Okay you know what, I'm so done. Let's cut to the chase. Basically, friendships were simple and there were no insidious motives. I'm sick and tired of crap. Can there ever be a normal heart-to-heart conversation? I think I had one practically every night at COSMOS. Now that I'm back home I'm tired of the constant APLAC noise, competitive egos running all over the place, and the random sarcastic remarks.

Who are the people I can trust? I have no fucking idea. Not even my parents can qualify. Who is a normal human being? The closest Lynbrook person I can think of most definitely does not qualify as normal, but he is the most humane person I know as of right now. Well, as for my COSMOS friends, they're unfortunately not at Lynbrook.

Is there a single shred of honesty in the modern world? I sure as hell thought so in freshmen year. Little did I know that all my beliefs were about to be debunked...