I wanted to do the same thing this year but have already fallen off the wagon. Of course, my photography isn’t quite as professional looking as yours, either.

It’s almost as if I’m looking at a puzzle, one of those “eye spy” games that I used to look at when I was younger.

Your last paragraph is so poignant. I haven’t visited my high school since I graduated and I haven’t even moved out of my house to go to college, but I’ve come to the almost same realization.

Sad to say, I only have the normal one-pane mirrors in my home, so no fancy mirror photography for me.

And it always turns out that we change a lot throughout the years, although we don’t realize it because it is such a gradual process. If I were to compare my personality now and before I entered university, I doubt I’d be able to recognize myself then.

I agree on how time can completely change an experience, and while it can sometimes be depressing, it’s pretty cool to see how things do end up changing and remembering your experiences with the old, building memories with the new, etc. It keeps things interesting and provokes some good thought.

Felisa – Ha, it’s funny how being back there can make you feel like a student again, even though your life is so very different once you graduate. That’s exactly the feeling that comes over me when I visit, but then the bell rings and there’s nowhere I actually need to be!

Brandon – lol, perhaps. It’s also a result of better lighting and my switch to digital, though! But it’s funny, too, because I do have a much better sense of where I’m going now that I’m in college with my majors decided.

Tell Lauren, have you gained clarity in your life perhaps?

Great pictures.

I personally don’t like going to my high school because it wasn’t a stage that I particularly liked… But when I’m there, I almost feel like a high school student again because everything is different but at the same time, there is a kind of familiarity to it all

When I visited my high school from uni several years ago, I remember being irked or disoriented at the smallest change made to a building or outdoor huts the students would converge and socialise. But over time, what became the constant was were the changes itself, but I still keep in mind how I used to remember the place, how I experienced it, what it meant to me, and the like. When I see current high school students hang out where I used to hang out, sure, they look markedly different, but I clearly remember how it felt to sit on that bench, or walk on that grassy patch.

I’m starting to feel that way about my college campus too. Different landmarks, but the same type of attachment to that experience is present. This is why this particular entry reached out to me today. Thank you.

By the way, the figurines on your vanity are cute. =)