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an irrational but irresistable motive for a belief or action
There's just something about the friends that you grew up with. I mean, the first time you ever split up for real is after senior year when you're all going different colleges and universities. Granted, some choose to stay at home and go to a community college or take a year off but for the most part, it's not the same as it used to be. Yet somehow, even though you've made a ton of new friends at school, these new friends could never, ever know you as well as your friends from home. They didn't experience the grade school years with you where all the girls hated all the boys and vice versa, they didn't get you to see you at your awkwardest (I'm not sure if that's a word) in junior high, they didn't see (and even participate in) all those dances, dates, and drama in high school.