i have a thing about me that makes people think i’m younger than i am and older than i am at the same time. i was class of ’03, so there’s a clue.
i recently went back to Boston to see some friends from my old alma mater, BU. These guys were freshman when i was a senior. Now they’re seniors and they graduate sunday. i went back to show some support see some shows and such and to participate in a few dialogues about the future. i stayed in my regular hotel: Chez Futon of Lee and Therese (hi, peter) and hung out.
i felt like a burden. Everyone was in that mindspace of leaving school. And i mean leaving school. Its a weird feeling to have your entire existence wrapped up in school. Everything you do and everywhere you go is pretty much motivated by school. Suddenly, no school. To some people, its a very emotional experience. Especially at my school where you become very close with your class. There were less than 40 people in my class. The same people everyday in every class for four years. Obviously, you build very close friendships.
in boston, i was surrounded by people who i would say needed space. A lot of people had family in so i jetted. Also, its the last time I can visit Boston without a solid reason. No one at that school (outside of profs) know who i am and now i’ll be that sketchy guy that graduated years ago who keep showing up to parties. So unless I’m doing shows (Walsh’s, Yaffe – I’m talking to you), I won’t be going back to Boston.
and to the class of ’06 i’d like to quote my friend Josh Grosvent from our recent upstate college jaunt “there’s nothing for you out there, no one is waiting for you.” Oh, funny cuz it’s true.