The What Ifs

I'm in one of those what if moods that I know we all get in sometimes. Just wondering about life and what could become of it if one little thing had changed. A big one right now is what if I had gone to Auburn. Would I have joined a sorority like every other girl from my high school at Auburn. Would I have chosen a different major or decided on something else to do with my life. Would James and I have ever dated, and would we still be together. Would I be a completely different person than who I am here.
Each one of these questions brings 10 or so more questions and the cycle never ends. I blame it all on facebook. I "keep in touch" with people from high school, many of whom I would never talk to again in real life. But through pictures, and wall posts, and activities, you can keep track of these people and see which track their lives are taking and go hrrrmmmm, never saw that coming, or yeah I knew he/she would end up like that. Most everyone who has facebook uses it daily it seems. Some people are more addicted to it than others. Sometimes it seems good that you can keep up with people from the past so easily, yet other times you just want to forget them all and move on. Do I really need to be virtual friends with all those people who looked down on me in high school because I wasn't one of them, and really didn't want to be one of them? Do I need to be like some people and befriend everyone who walks into my suite, or someone I meet once? Do I need to look at every picture that one of my "friends" posts even though I don't know anyone in the pictures, and don't really care what they did last Friday night? It all just leads to more what ifs and more wet rainy cold days where you just sit there wondering about life. Despite the fact that you know wondering and what if-ing will get you no where.