Tuesday, September 12, 2006
feeling nostalgic.
i think there are 2 of the saddest emotions that hit during graduation. one is the realization of pure love and joy amidst the company you're in, then the realization that it's for the moment, here today gone tomorrow, and the awareness of trying to hold on to every detail every memory exactly as it is. and the second is to say goodbye to someone you care about and watch the distance between the two of you grow until finally someone turns away. so many memories, i wish there was some way i could catalog or videotape it all so as not to forget a single moment.
eugene - my first friend at northwestern. freshmen year: every meal, every day at sargent. cowboy bebop, northside cafe, icy hot massages, sobbing on the chinatown bus, cheerleading tryouts, almost killing ourselves in the CCI bathroom that night with a can of air freshener and a match, your birthday at yosei (ugh, can we please forget that PLEASE), umpa lumpa jokes, mac n cheese, swigs of mylanta, cuddling with your teddy bear, shopping at oo, waukegan slumber party. my bobbastard.
elson - "hi my name is elson, like nelson without the n". freshmen fling, loveboat, goofy, meteor garden, your insane laugh, clubbing in taiwan, rosen's "bedcheck... beeeedcheck", conversations on guy/girl relationships, drinking games, grooving at the field museum. my most optimistic friend.
haian - my premed savior. "hi my name is haian.. like high... on. HIGH ON". gen chem genious. orgo genius. bio genius. shared spectroscopies, studying for bio then talking about scary ass movies and hot chics, freshmen fling, econ cheat strategies, thursday nights at the apartment, goood jungle juice, sound advice, best future parent, best brother, best son, late night "never have i evers", slumber party at CCI with you, me and susan where you nicknamed us "the ASS girls". my friend with the biggest heart.
doug - my love/hate friendship. evanston snobbery, 2 small groups, late night talks in cci lounge, pancakes & bacon, my best friends wedding, OC gatherings, wednesday night dinners, bong/marijuana lessons, ditching me at karaoke night and leaving me without a ride, lab partners for 2 years, aacm link, turi familia late initiation, mr roboto, cargo pants, jeans, manwhore!, coool shoes, left hand competitions, hangman during lab, mr. ride, nail buffing, noraebang. my best friend of the opposite sex who talks like eeyore and doesn't move his eyebrows.
there isn't a single memory in my 4 years at NU that doesn't involve chris & ye (or jeanie in the last 1.5). too many moments so i'll just recount the things i'll miss most. i'll miss one of us walking into the apartment and three heads popping out. "hi where were you, what'd you do? how was your day? what'd you eat for lunch? oh really you took 5 pages of notes in class? who did you see? what did you wear? you had a turkey or italian sub? what kind of jamba juice? then you went to norris?" i've never met any people more interested in each other's lives. i'll miss eating at clarke's and chris flipping out about the smell of the cups... every single time. i'll miss ye waking up in the morning and acting like she was hit by a bus. i'll miss lying on the bed with jeanie and not talking, just staring into each other's eyes then laughing about how strangely, it's not that weird. i'll miss having no tp in the house and using anything paper based. i'll miss the smell of garbage that hits me when i walk into the house. i'll miss the hair collection of beatrice, i'll miss the gorging of anything/everything, i'll miss the svu marathons, i'll miss watching vh1: britney vs christina for the 80th time. i'll miss being able to live slow, to not care too much about grades, to care more about conversation, to have the understood expectation of friendship, to have been on the same page for the past 4 years, to have been ignored and forgotten freshmen year since we lived up north which gave us a chance to find each other (im not bitter i swear), to be able to be ourselves without the fear of judgment, to be challenged, to be free and to be happy, to have experienced true friendship where people are able to step out of themselves, to have true loyalty. sorrow halved, joy doubled, abundant love. how is it possible to have been so blessed? goodbye, NU.
i think there are 2 of the saddest emotions that hit during graduation. one is the realization of pure love and joy amidst the company you're in, then the realization that it's for the moment, here today gone tomorrow, and the awareness of trying to hold on to every detail every memory exactly as it is. and the second is to say goodbye to someone you care about and watch the distance between the two of you grow until finally someone turns away. so many memories, i wish there was some way i could catalog or videotape it all so as not to forget a single moment.
eugene - my first friend at northwestern. freshmen year: every meal, every day at sargent. cowboy bebop, northside cafe, icy hot massages, sobbing on the chinatown bus, cheerleading tryouts, almost killing ourselves in the CCI bathroom that night with a can of air freshener and a match, your birthday at yosei (ugh, can we please forget that PLEASE), umpa lumpa jokes, mac n cheese, swigs of mylanta, cuddling with your teddy bear, shopping at oo, waukegan slumber party. my bobbastard.
elson - "hi my name is elson, like nelson without the n". freshmen fling, loveboat, goofy, meteor garden, your insane laugh, clubbing in taiwan, rosen's "bedcheck... beeeedcheck", conversations on guy/girl relationships, drinking games, grooving at the field museum. my most optimistic friend.
haian - my premed savior. "hi my name is haian.. like high... on. HIGH ON". gen chem genious. orgo genius. bio genius. shared spectroscopies, studying for bio then talking about scary ass movies and hot chics, freshmen fling, econ cheat strategies, thursday nights at the apartment, goood jungle juice, sound advice, best future parent, best brother, best son, late night "never have i evers", slumber party at CCI with you, me and susan where you nicknamed us "the ASS girls". my friend with the biggest heart.
doug - my love/hate friendship. evanston snobbery, 2 small groups, late night talks in cci lounge, pancakes & bacon, my best friends wedding, OC gatherings, wednesday night dinners, bong/marijuana lessons, ditching me at karaoke night and leaving me without a ride, lab partners for 2 years, aacm link, turi familia late initiation, mr roboto, cargo pants, jeans, manwhore!, coool shoes, left hand competitions, hangman during lab, mr. ride, nail buffing, noraebang. my best friend of the opposite sex who talks like eeyore and doesn't move his eyebrows.
there isn't a single memory in my 4 years at NU that doesn't involve chris & ye (or jeanie in the last 1.5). too many moments so i'll just recount the things i'll miss most. i'll miss one of us walking into the apartment and three heads popping out. "hi where were you, what'd you do? how was your day? what'd you eat for lunch? oh really you took 5 pages of notes in class? who did you see? what did you wear? you had a turkey or italian sub? what kind of jamba juice? then you went to norris?" i've never met any people more interested in each other's lives. i'll miss eating at clarke's and chris flipping out about the smell of the cups... every single time. i'll miss ye waking up in the morning and acting like she was hit by a bus. i'll miss lying on the bed with jeanie and not talking, just staring into each other's eyes then laughing about how strangely, it's not that weird. i'll miss having no tp in the house and using anything paper based. i'll miss the smell of garbage that hits me when i walk into the house. i'll miss the hair collection of beatrice, i'll miss the gorging of anything/everything, i'll miss the svu marathons, i'll miss watching vh1: britney vs christina for the 80th time. i'll miss being able to live slow, to not care too much about grades, to care more about conversation, to have the understood expectation of friendship, to have been on the same page for the past 4 years, to have been ignored and forgotten freshmen year since we lived up north which gave us a chance to find each other (im not bitter i swear), to be able to be ourselves without the fear of judgment, to be challenged, to be free and to be happy, to have experienced true friendship where people are able to step out of themselves, to have true loyalty. sorrow halved, joy doubled, abundant love. how is it possible to have been so blessed? goodbye, NU.
