Thursday, July 17, 2008

Facebook and Old Friends

I signed up for Facebook a while back, not really wanting to (I enjoy this SO much more), but almost feeling like I had to (though that sounds absurd). I touch it about once a week, do not participate in the "throwing stuff at", or "pieces of flair", or the games that I've been invited to. I've an addictive nature and do not often recognize my limits, so if I do not start any of those things then I'm not tempted by them. I start one, I start all. If you have invited me to any of those things and I have ignored your request, please do not be offended.

A week-ish ago, a man named John Boehm requested becoming my friend. I do not know John Boehm, but recognized his name and the fact that he was from Florida Bible College. I attended FBC immediately after graduating high school and spent most of my time there cutting class to go to the beach or barely scraping by with my grades. However, I made many good friends there and enjoyed my early college "experience" immensely, despite having to wear a dress everyday (pooh to legalism). The school closed with scandal in 1996 and I transferred briefly to another college, and finally made it to Southeastern Bible College, where I eventually graduated. Anyway, I consented to becoming Mr. Boehm's friend and went on my merry way, thinking of old times and old friends from FBC. With my initial joining of Facebook, I made several reconnections with old friends and have been happy to be friends again.

Mr. Boehm must've been very busy hunting up old FBCers, because within the next few days, I have become "friends" (Facebook term) with several more old friends that I have been very happy to be reacquainted with. It has been fun to reminisce with the ghosts of the pasts and remember fondly the days of yore.

I remember walking to class with girlfriends on several (lots and lots) occasions, talking about going to the beach, glancing at each other, then turning around, grabbing a swimsuit and towel (no sunscreen, EVER) and driving to the beach instead of attending class. I remember being a cheerleader (in a very conservative uniform) at our basketball games and doing dramatic skits for chapel. I remember listening to DCTALK very loudly in the dorms (and secular music-strictly prohibited- very softly). I remember smoking a clove cigarette once, (probably when I was supposed to be at class) getting very sick from it, and resolving to never do it again. I still get nauseated when I smell them. I remember great crowds of us in the lobby, playing intruments, singing, laughing, and telling ghost stories (I would cry at the ghost stories because I was so scared) until very late at night. I remember a month long road trip, with very little money and plenty of arguements, with a group of friends. I have great stories from that trip, which currently are crowding my mind, trying to be forefront. I remember Yab Yums and pranks, irresponsibility and unrealized freedom, (I would still call mom to ask her if I could do stuff, to which she replied, "you're in college now, let me know if you're going out of state.")laughter and tears, new revelations and immerging adulthood.

Ah... How fun to indulge in a romp about my memories. I do not wish to relive those times (I cringe with remembrance of very stupid decisions), but only to remember them with fondness, and chat with old friends, laughing over our foolishness. I still cannot believe I'm an adult.

18 comments:

Phamilyof6 said...

Hey Kim: Did you know Jonathon Meyers? He went to that school and I think his dad worked their or something. Jonathon married one of my close friends. :)

Secretfire said...

I remember a prank at a camp with a Cemetery and having to sing three scared girls to sleep.

Kim said...

Jessica, YES! I did know Jonathan Meyers. That's pretty cool. Actually, Sherri Kline (from your St. Cloud church) was one of my roommates at FBC and Marie Brady was the financial lady there. Small World.

I MUST know who you are, Secretfire! Secrets such as those cannot be kept!

Anonymous said...

Sometimes mothers....Let me repeat
- sometimes mothers do NOT want to know what their precious little girls did once they left home or what they did "sneaky" while they were still living at home. Sometimes we just want to live in our own little dream world of have "angelic" children. So if you don't mind - I will just "la-la-la-la" while you speak.

You know I love you! :) Mom

azileretsis said...

hi, it's the person u met at providence on sun.

i'm on facebook 2. I'll look u up.

Paige M said...

Are you sure you weren't set up? Did you look for hidden cameras? Too funny.

Paige M said...

Ahhh, that comment was for the punch bowl incident.....

KT said...

Love your mom's advice about being at college let her know if you are going out of state. My daughter and I started looking at schools this year and I still don't know who thought it was a good idea to trust me to raise a girl this age. I still play pratical jokes on people, I sure can't give her good advice to follow! SO if your mom doesn't mind I will refer my daughter to her!

Secretfire said...

I was one of the ring leaders of said prank.

Kim said...

Ye, but do I know you?

Missy said...

I do not know that guy who invited you to be friends. Do you?
Also, I cannot get my facebook accound to recognize FBC. That is weird.

Good times. Awakening, enlightning, crazy, good times.

Kimmi said...

i have recently become reaquainted with a friend from college, and so i have been thinking back on the fun times. we had a blast...i think i'll blog about a couple of the episodes. bwahaha

Secretfire said...

After spending 7 Weeks in the van together with you and 4 other people, I would say so. I loaded all the equipment and got so pissed at Scott for leaving all his crap laying around the van.

Kim said...

okay okay okay...

I've been on two such trips... Although, this sounds maybe like the SEBC one.

Must have another clue.

Texas Aggie in Florida said...

I don't care what you say, I still HATE facebook!

Secretfire said...

I'm not Xavier.

Kim said...

Hello Todd?

Secretfire said...

That's me. Just came across your blog this morning. I was looking through bloggers in Alabama and when I saw your picture, I thought, "Hey, I know her!"