Hello, blogging world. Ready to hear more from my life?
No?
Muwahaha. Well, that's too bad. Go search Youtube for more kitten videos if I bore you.
Moving on.
A point, first off. It's 12:42 in the morning as I write this, so my grammar, conjugation, and overall writing quality might not be as sharp as it usually is. Gimme a break. We've had free HBO all weekend, meaning I can watch all of these channels that people with money get without commercials. It's a wonderful thing, really; a shame we'd have to pay for it now.
But hey, no more excuses; I can hear you say! Okay okay, time to get to why everyone's here. My life.
Well, what's up?
Extreme nostalgia, that's what.
That seems to be a common theme among my blog posts, no?
Ah, so goes life. It's not always sunshine and roses.
So exactly what am I nostalgic about? Well, I think I've nailed the source today. I'm nostalgic of my senior year experiences. Not the year itself - that wasn't important. No, senior year was full of important landmarks in my life. My first deep friendship - a friendship I'll (hopefully) carry with me for the rest of my life; my first college plans; my first experiences as an adult, doing more of what I want and less of what my parents require; more responsibility, yet more fun!
Miss any? Oh yeah!
The college-like feeling without all the stresses of college. I could pretty much be out late with my friends nearly every night and not have to worry about back home. High school wasn't hard, so homework wasn't a huge problem. Sports; I thoroughly enjoyed my sports and was in my prime in them. While I wish I had done swimming, overall, the team bonding and closeness is something I don't think I'll really ever get to replicate again in my lifetime. The people; sure, high school had it's idiots, but so does college! Whether it was good or bad, the people we interacted with on a daily basis were put into our life for a reason. Some of their purposes have been revealed already, some are still to be; I trust God to handle that one. The sad part about that fact is that I'm likely to never see over 1/2 of my classmates ever again in my life. Until the Lord brings us home, we're all on our own individual adventures.
Good luck!
The normality and consistent schedule; sure, we complained and dragged our feet when it came to our high school courses, but looking back, they really weren't that bad. When you got put in a class with friends, it was the best ever; when you didn't have friends, you made them. It was nearly always a win-win. Also, the 8-3 schedule, yeah, I'm not going to lie - college is 10x better because it's NOT on that. At the same time, you did have a good idea of what to expect every day in high school. Though, I do like the spontaneity of college better.
Talking about plans; we all had them, but nobody was committed. Sure, it was fun talking about our future - "I'm joining the Marines" or "I'm heading off to Costa Rica for school" - those were all and still are awesome plans, but they were in the distant future, meaning you could dream about all the awesomeness you were going to do in them, but not have to commit. Now, when we're actually doing our dreams, we've discovered that the Marines are hard and require a lot of sacrifice - "No, sorry, I can't go out with you guys' for the next, oh, let's say ten months; I have Marine duties"; "Que, lo siento mis amigos; se me olvido como hablar ingles porque he vivido en Costa Rica!" Don't get me wrong, plans are awesome - I'm glad I'm following mine - it's just, they're a lot harder in person? :P
Anything else? I think a few more.
Closeness to God. Honestly, I just felt closer to him. Everything was simpler. I had my ideas; I didn't have these rebellious college ideas in my mind. Sure, call me sheltered, but it was nice and it worked. Church was easily accessible, and spiritual support was always there. The good days. But, in all of that, they give me a litmus test for these new experiences I'm making in college and in life.
Girls. Or rather, girl, plural. I'll admit it - I fell - and now, I'm refraining from using any other gooey romance language because, quite honestly, I still don't know how I felt concerning the matter - for a girl, one of the first one's for me in nearly four years. While it seemed to end quickly, God showed me a lot in it. He showed me the ups and downs of relationships, what it's like to have someone, albeit shortly, and just let me get the general gist of things in that manner. It really did help me in college with woman. I'm stronger because of it; more confident and respectful. Only God knows what role this girl - shoot - all of these girls, play in my future. I'll go where he wants me to and do what he demands.
Okay, 1:01; I should probably go to bed. Even though it's break, I have stuff to do.
Wait! One more thing.
Sonshine.
GAHHHH! HOW MUCH I WANT IT BACK RIGHT NOW.
Seriously, it's was a high of like, six, here in Minnesota today. I couldn't do anything; it was just depressing. I'm moving to San Diego ASAP.
Hey, we all can dream, no?
Well, okay, 1:03 now. Bed time for sure. Time for me to go dream about my past; days I can never have back.
Or is it time for me to dream about future memories I'm going to make; things I should be excited about, since they're going to be so awesome?
I prefer the latter.
This is gonna be sweet.
Peace,
Jacob
Oh, one more thing. This will be my last post regarding a complete reflection of old times. It's time for me to move on, and to help, I'm not going to keep reliving these old memories here. Don't get me wrong, they were awesome, but now is awesome too, and I'd like to live in the present.
The ending of endings!!!
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