Who the Facebook are you?

So half my class turned up on Facebook in these past couple of week.

It's the oddest thing. All of a sudden being confronted with your past. People you once spent most of your time with, everyday, in my case for 9 (very long) years. You're confronted with the person you once were. And the person you might have turned out to be.

But do they really care who you are now (or, as a matter of fact: did they care who you were in the past)? For the most part, I don't think so. I mean, I'm not really interested in what most of them have done, or are doing right now, or - as a matter of fact - I wasn't even interested in them back in the days when we were in school together. It just so happened that we shared the same classroom, whether we liked each other or not.

I don't mean to be snobbish or anything. It is a matter of pure indifference, actually. And frankly, I don't really know why I should feel in any way connected to those people, just because we once accidentally decided to go to the same school.

It's a bit like with your family; classmates are people you can't really chose. And high school reunions, too, are a bit like family reunions; certainly feels that way to me.