One of my friends who I have had since middle school is leaving New York at the end of this month to get ready for Wharton in the fall. Today, we met for a last lunch before she packs her bags for Philadelphia. I guess at this point, I should be used to people moving around, getting married, and leaving; we’re all getting older and moving onto newer and hopefully better things in life. But what makes me sad about it is when I think of friends and family whose lives don’t seem to be moving forward and whose sense of time seems to be frozen. In real life, friends’ lives don’t always evolve at the same rate the way they do in shows like 90210.