Nostalgia.
Apr. 22nd, 2007 08:59 pmThe marching band I used to be in was outside today, leading the little league baseball teams in the annual opening ceremony. Mom bugged me about going downstairs to see my old music teacher, Mr. Hakim, and I called one of my old classmates and best friend Alida to see if she wanted to come down. I ended up getting her answering machine, but she got the message and met me. We haven't seen each other in years, and it was great to see her again. We also got to walk around our old junior high school for a bit... not the entire school, just the first floor and the basement. It was crazy being in there after all these years. I haven't been in that place since June of 1996. XD Anyway, got Ali's information and gave her mine. She still lives in building 4, in the same apartment. I thought more of us would have left the neighborhood, but a lot of us are still here. Never expected that.
She's like me in that she wants to get out of the city at some point. She's a first-grade teacher in a private school and is looking to move elsewhere because she knows she can do better.
Mr. Hakim invited us to the senior band's concert next month (May 9th), so we're going to see if we can't get a bunch of old classmates together to go. Another classmate, Marcus, got married recently in South Africa, and he'll be back in mid-May, and Ali's hoping he'll be back in time for us to have a reception for friends and family that couldn't afford the trip, heh.
I think I wouldn't have been so enthused about going downstairs today if it weren't for seeing Ali. I have this thing with not seeing old friends. I feel like I haven't done anything with myself, at least nothing much, and it keeps me from contacting others because I feel they'll have done more than I have. Need to get over that. Of course, the cure for it would be to get my butt back into college... which I'm working on. Money gets stupid, though. I called about payment plans, but the one they're offering now, because it's not registration time yet, wouldn't be worth it. The woman said there's one they'll offer in July that'll be better, and they'll split the balance up over... twelve months, I think? And if I can get any of it paid off now (hopefully all of it), I can get back into a few classes. Would have to go part-time, and I really don't like the thought of destroying my evenings with schoolwork, but until we hit that lottery and I can afford to quit my job, it's a necessary evil. I'm sure I could go to another school, but I don't want to do anything until I pay what I owe. There's no point in adding to it. And what I owe really isn't much.
She's like me in that she wants to get out of the city at some point. She's a first-grade teacher in a private school and is looking to move elsewhere because she knows she can do better.
Mr. Hakim invited us to the senior band's concert next month (May 9th), so we're going to see if we can't get a bunch of old classmates together to go. Another classmate, Marcus, got married recently in South Africa, and he'll be back in mid-May, and Ali's hoping he'll be back in time for us to have a reception for friends and family that couldn't afford the trip, heh.
I think I wouldn't have been so enthused about going downstairs today if it weren't for seeing Ali. I have this thing with not seeing old friends. I feel like I haven't done anything with myself, at least nothing much, and it keeps me from contacting others because I feel they'll have done more than I have. Need to get over that. Of course, the cure for it would be to get my butt back into college... which I'm working on. Money gets stupid, though. I called about payment plans, but the one they're offering now, because it's not registration time yet, wouldn't be worth it. The woman said there's one they'll offer in July that'll be better, and they'll split the balance up over... twelve months, I think? And if I can get any of it paid off now (hopefully all of it), I can get back into a few classes. Would have to go part-time, and I really don't like the thought of destroying my evenings with schoolwork, but until we hit that lottery and I can afford to quit my job, it's a necessary evil. I'm sure I could go to another school, but I don't want to do anything until I pay what I owe. There's no point in adding to it. And what I owe really isn't much.