Ah, remembering the 'times'.

We all do that sometimes, but, the ones that I'm remembering were the ones where about 8 or 10 of us would meet and go down to Tim Horton's and order junk food and just talk and act foolish. All of our distinguishing and sometimes conflicting personalities mixing up in an environment that was pretty neutral for us all. Since we were mostly all underaged, with the exception of myself and my best friend, we met up where everyone could join. This is what our group at the time looked like:

Me--> the coming out of shyness soon to enter her twenties, yearning for acceptance within her peer group, confused about new friendships, bitter about old ones and very outspoken when it came to certain people.

Josh--> soon to enter the grand legal age of nineteen, the one in the group who made everyone laugh and who didn't care about any of the personal conflicts anyone was having with each other. The one who was easy going, friendly and always optimistic.

My Best Friend--> gay and just accepting it, trying to get others to accept him. Finding his feminine, always trying to change his personality to match the person he was currently into. The one who often got picked on in the group.

"S"--> the imposing member of the group who made you feel tiny, who often glared at you so hard you couldn't look him in the eyes. The pessimist of the group.

"G"--> the American, the one who was believed to have been at one time trying to steal my boyfriend. Ah, the early days of my friendship with her. All my friends believed she wanted Josh, it wasn't just me.

"H"--> the eccentric, loud one. Though very friendly, I liked her alot.

"J"--> the Bitch of the group. Never smiling, always pessimistic and dark. She kinda made you want to end the evening early.

"K"--> the giggly, joyous one who was shy and only stuck with a few members of the clan.

"C"--> the thinker, the smart one. The one who teased my friend for being gay, who had much in common with everyone in the group.

We would all meet, eat, hang out and then decide what to do. Most of the time we never did anything but hang out and chat, a few of us did our own thing seperately. We often went to the movies and mocked the show, whatever was playing. We were an interesting bunch, and to look at us, you wouldn't think any of us have anything in common. We've all drifted now, though. My best friend is no longer that title, and is no longer even a friend. He lives in Halifax, and keeps no ties with the old group. I'm still with josh, duhhh. And the only ones from the group I keep in touch with are G and S. I don't think it would be worldly possible to get everyone in the same room now.

I've been a part of different groups throughout high school, it's so interesting. There was the morning crew in the cafeteria, we'd buy Audrey's muffins and sit and chat til the first bell for homeroom. Sometimes we'd study, other times we would just talk and be foolish. There was the hangout in Claudette's classroom, where I ended up meeting a boyfriend I'd be with for 11 months. There was the Tech Hallway, where we'd hang out and listen to music, talk, just hide and waste time at breaks. There was the Boggle corner upstairs. There was the hangout behind the school at the dugouts.. so many more. And they seem like an eternity away too. It makes me feel old.

Then again, I would never want to forget these different people. That might be why I think of them from time to time now, I really enjoyed their friendship and companionship throughout those tough years of high school, and probably would not be the person I am today without all the different experiences I've had.