Now I'm just Waiting for the Person who is a Muse Song

Two things I've been thinking about today, that are loosely related:

Tonight I went to a wedding reception for one of my guy friends from high school. This is the first guy friend from high school I've had get married, besides my friend Derrick, who doesn't count because he married my best friend so I was still more on her side of the wedding even though I love Derrick immensely.
When I got there and gave him a hug, he said I was the only friend from high school who came. Somehow, I wasn't surprised, but I was disappointed.
You see, I look at my friends like I do songs. Just because they are old doesn't mean they suck. In some cases, that makes them better, and you never want to stop listening to them. Classic Rock. In some cases that makes them the same amount of awesome that they were when they were new. 90s Alternative. In some cases it's best to leave them alone for a while before you come back, but every time you come back it makes your day. Early 2000s Hip Hop. Some songs have never grown old, even though you're not craving it all the time. The Rat Pack Era. And some songs, you never truly liked, but you put up with because all your friends liked it. Pop. And some songs you never liked, and couldn't pretend you did. Country. But I guess I can't say any of those songs were my friends.
I have a TON of girl friends from high school who are now married. I'm in the minority now. I've made it to all of their receptions, with the exception of one when I had to work, one when I was on vacation, one that was on a weekday and I was at school in Idaho, and a few that happened while I was in Germany. And I scrapbook every invitation I get. And I plan on going to every reception that I get invited to in the future, work and school permitting.
I don't think that I'm vastly more devoted to my friends than other people. I hope I'm not. I just believe that if something is good once, it will always be good.
Naturally, it's been some years since high school, and people go all over the place for school, get married, missions, and have great adventures across the earth. I haven't kept up with everyone, although blogs and Facebook help a lot in that. There are really only three people that I went to high school with that I still see and talk to once a week or more. I don't mind this. It doesn't bother me to have loosely swaying rope bridges connecting me with former friends that I used to think the world of. Our friendships no longer serve the same purpose, and many of them it wouldn't bother me to never see them again.
I think that is because I still like all of them. Some of us don't talk because we're now at completely different stages of life. Some we are just both too busy or forgetful to keep up. Some we did have a violent falling out and chose not to be a part of each others' lives. But I don't think I've ever been truly angry with someone for more than a few days, if that. But sometimes peoples' purposes in your life do get worn out.
What I'm saying is that all those kids that I spent every day with in high school, you still mean as much to me now as you did then, even if I don't act on it. You're a song and I love music.

After the reception I watched Juno with some friends (from high school, incidentally) and it weighed heavy on my heart. I'd never seen it before. I don't want to spoil the movie for anyone who hasn't seen it, suffice it to say it's about a 16-year-old girl and the love she shares with her best guy friend.
I fell in love, legit love, with my best guy friend in high school. And unfortunately, as much as I loathe the movie, The Notebook was right. You never forget your first love.
Rumor has it he is happily and eternally sealed to someone else now. As Abba once wisely put it, the winner takes it all.
I don't expect that piece of my soul to ever come back. I don't really want it. I am very happy with where I am and the choices I've made, but I can never forget how happy I was that year.

Other awesomeness that has occured lately:
The Renaissance/Fantasy Faire.
Birch Beer.
I rode a camel.
I visited Rexburg in all of its glory.
I like my job, so far.
I've got two missionaries and a soldier coming home this month!!!!