So I have finally returned from my short little vacation to Colorado. I could, potentially, use up an entire blog post to talk about what I did all week long, get into the nitty gritty details and share each and every minute of excitement. However, I think that would be rather tedious to read and extremely unoriginal. So, I decided to go with the still unoriginal yet somewhat thoughtful post of psychological reflection.

Over the past week we, me and Rosa, did a lot of catching up with high school friends, family members, and even strangers whom we have never previously talked to. In any case, if there's one thing I've learned on this trip is that nothing has changed. Sort of.

It's odd, really. We all accept that in these past three years we've all grown apart. Each of us has gone off in our own direction, making our own mistakes and doing our own things. Yet, despite the fact that we've all matured, or immatured if there is such a word, we each still retain the same essence of self. I'm not quite sure if I make any sense and to be honest, if you ask Rosa, or even any of our other friends, they may disagree with me. But from my perspective, this is how I see it. Nothing in Colorado has changed much. Our dreams and goals may not be the same, we may hang out with different groups of friends but when we're together we get along just as well as we did in high school, perhaps even a little better. Maybe that is why I enjoy my visits to Colorado so much. Because even though everyone is so far apart when we do get together it feels as if nothing has change. We retain the innocence we once had in high school and all our worries of the real world fade away.

Of course, this illusion only remains true because I don't live in Colorado. It holds a special meaning simply because I am too far away to spontaneously call them up for a cup of coffee. But really, is that such a bad thing? Think about it. In five, ten, twenty years, where will we all be? Apart. We will all be in different places physically, mentally, doing different things. Some will have their own families, some will have successful careers and some may even still be figuring out what they want to do with their lives. The point is, eventually, you're not going to be able to see your friends everyday. And when that time comes you will discover who your true friends are.

I actually have a lot of friends who are over high school. Over as in they don't really care or have a need to keep in contact with high school friends. Is this a bad thing? Not really. I think that everyone can decide what they want for themselves, who they want in their future and who they don't. Really, they have good reason to. Some of my friends aren't particularly fond of how fake people were in high school. To be honest, I'm still rather oblivious to this idea of being 'fake'. I actually talked to a lot of the girls who were like this in high school. But I am rather dense so I tend not to notice. But really, I don't think I mind people being so....er...as they say it...fake? I think in a way we're all like that. We all put up our barriers to protect ourselves from harm. Some walls are more thick, some walls are more obvious, that's just how the world works. But tend again I'm a strong believer in second chances. Naive, perhaps, but it's okay, that's just how I am.

I like people, despite how much I like to complain about them. I mean it does suck when you put in effort into a relationship and they other person doesn't reciprocate but hey, it happens. If I never put in the effort I wouldn't have found long lasting friends like the ones I have. So because of that, I'm not going to give up.

I don't need to talk to you everyday to consider you a good friend. I don't need to see you everyday either. Perhaps we only talk once or twice every year, every two years. Perhaps we don't see each other for two or three years. But when we do talk, when we do see each other, it is as if nothing has changed. I think it's beautiful, really. I know that my friends have changed. They weren't the same person they were three years ago, or last week, or yesterday. But all that means is that when I talk to them I get to discover how much they've changed, learn and get to knowtheir 'new' self.

I'm not quite sure what I was trying to get at exactly...haha...I guess I just wanted to say I had a lot of fun in Colorado. Meeting up with old friends, seeing how their lives have changed and most of all being able to do all of this with Rosa. I love my friends. Each and every one of them. I love the fact that none of them are perfect, that we all disagree on certain things, that we each piss each other off in different ways and that despite our flaws we still accept one another. That, mis compadres, is true friendship.

I'm grateful, for everyone I know. Be it old friend, new friend or mere acquantaince. Without them, without you guys, I would be nothing. Well, technically, I would still be matter in motion but I guess we'll leave the nerdy stuff out.

This post was probably inspired by my current euphoric state. It's a disease I tell you! This state of happiness. Everyone who goes to Colorado gets infected, it's unavoidable! Or so they say, I guess I can't really speak for everyone.

To sum it up it was a good vacation. Thoroughly tiring, probably not very exciting to others but extremely meaningful to me. Now it's back to my daily life, my busy schedule and my strict curfew. My life as of now? Not bad...not bad at all.