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Facebook allows me to see all my friends' pictures from their escapades in college. This morning, I logged on, and there were pictures from an ex-friend's party. It's entertaining to see that everyone has turned into exactly what I figured they'd be. C is a victim of the freshman fifteen, and looks kinda jaundiced and albino at the same time. She looks like a drunk, and she is. KL has become the ASU bleach blonde do-anything-for-a-beer that I hoped she wouldn't, but knew in the back of my mind she would. L is just a ho, the boys are the same, with more alcohol, and BandJ are as adorable as ever. B has really grown up...she's fucking gorgeous. 

What really kills me about this scenario, and the pictures, isn't that they've willingly tagged themselves in the same pictures as open beer cans and holding party cups looking completely trashed. It's the fact that they haven't left high school. They still hang out with the same friends, party at the same house (but now the parents don't care that there's alcohol, they probably buy it), and have the exact same drama. Wasn't there a point where we all said we wanted to escape high school and make some new friends, have a new outlook and a new life? I would have been invited to that party, had I been in Gilbert, and if I hadn't had the past year, I probably would have gone. But I realize now that it is the exact same shit over and over again. It'll never change.