I went to a bar with my sister the last time I made the trip back to my hometown. It was over a holiday weekend, so the place was packed with people I'd gone to high school with. It was awkward. It's not that I don't like them, it's just that I never really knew them, and spending 11 years not talking to each other hasn't changed that. Sure, I'm 'friends' with a few of them on Facebook, but only because it seems so petty to deny anyone a Friend Request, even if you never actually knew them. Walking through a bar and seeing these people is similar to seeing them in high school, only it's as if we've all been exposed to some chemical agent that makes your face swell. Actually, we probably have. I think it's called "alcohol."
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