People come, people go…

My father used to get transferred to different cities on work when we were abroad. So we had to move a lot. I’ve been to 6 schools in my life and I had quite a tough time dealing with it. I had to adjust and as I settled, I had to move again.

My brother’s been to 3 schools, but he was lucky as his changes mainly happened in Kindergarten and he stuck to one school from grade 1 to 12.

This had an adverse effect on friendships too. When I changed schools, some friends would keep in touch for a while and then we all move on, we sometimes either don’t have or don’t make time to keep in touch… and things happen..

When I first schooled in SL, coz my parents wanted me to try it and see how I fit in, it was tough. It was one hell of an experience. Such a massive difference when it came to being with my own kind. I was seen as the girl with the American accent who had the most awesome collection of shoes, spoilt and with a mind of her own, forever up for a challenge and seen as a challenge by some too. Good thing the accent died down later. :)

I had to learn and do my O/Ls in 6 months.. that’s all I had, as opposed to 2 yrs in a normal school. But I managed it. I had to go through a complete syllabus change… and it was a bit of a nightmare for me.. and a lot of adjustments. But looking back, it feels great.

Then came University. 4  yrs with the same crowd and we had a gang of friends… now they’ve moved on too though some of them keep in touch. Some are abroad, some are married and having their own lives, some are just too engrossed in work, some have changed etc…

Then new friends are made along the way… colleagues become friends… there are family friends… and so on..

But somehow, the best tend to leave… move on… and a few of the very best would make an effort to hang around in some way.

I miss my close friends, who are all over the world.. I really do…

This is just a bleauurrggghh post. I miss some people.