Ok I'm not an old man yet. Yet.
I spent a lot of last night remembering my junior high/early high school years with Jared, Sarai, Jordan, Chase, Jason, Toni, Riki etc. As of now I believe I still consider that the best time of my life. This year could make a push though. Senior year and band was pretty good too...
Jake says I idealize the past. Maybe. I don't know if anything could mar the image of Toni shooting Jordan in the thigh with a paintball gun in the open field after we'd called a ceasefire and everyone was peacefully walking out. Or losing 100 dollars to Jared and Jordan when I failed to win my wager with them over two 1 one 1 matches with them at Halo 3. Fort Warden, Drama club (literally), all that paintball, all that Halo. Building all of those homemade paintball courses in Jared's backyards. Chopping down trees in to feed his families furnace. You're still my best friend Jared. I miss you guys like nothing else. It really stinks having to grow apart from all of those loved ones. One day we'll have wives Jared. Let's move in across the street from one another.
I got out and took a bunch of pictures this morning, trying to get our before everyone was going to class, realizing it wasn't a Saturday. There isn't as much snow on the ground as there was the last couple snowy days. But I had to get out and get some pictures today.
I'm thinking of taking 18 credits next quarter (two 4 credit classes), because it costs the same as 15 credits. Free school. You only get to register for 17 credits in phase 1 though. We'll see if the all of the seats fill up.
I'm supposed to be thinking about what I'm making a special effort to build an protect in my life for GC. I figure an easier answer is a pure heart for my wife.
I was evangelized by two girls yesterday at the bus station. It's really not a bad idea. There is no non-awkward escape. As for me it was a fun experience. Turns out they live practically next door and go to the girls core right here. The conversation went surprisingly great actually. Probably because it wasn't small talk. But I was as fluid a speaker as I've ever been.
I really need to build relationships with all of these people I am seeing in multiple classes. Really no excuse for being a hermit like I have been (mostly).
I'm considering more and more graduating next Spring. After this year I'll have 142 credits, 38 upper division, and I only need 180 and 60 to graduate. That is scary. I am having a hard time thinking of good, real, reasons to stick around longer than that. If I did that it'd be Political science w/ English minor. I'm troubled with what on earth I would do after that. It is just. Wow. I just got here it seems...and now I'm ready to leave? Crap. It is definitely not right for me to be this worried about it. I'm gonna get back into a textbook here pretty quick.
The Lord provides...
I overheard a couple of guys talking about the future. Career options and what not. (one the bus.) One guy was clearly not interested in carrying on the conversation, but the other was genuinely taking an interest and trying to give out some practical advice about what the first guy could do about the future. Eventually the first guy blew him off with a (Jake just tried to poor ice down my shirt) guy ended the conversation with a "I guess I'll figure it out eventually." I kind wanted to just interject..."No. You won't. You're not going to figure it out." Then that night Sara Knepper was talking about how, people think that they're just going to walk up this nice slow even slope and get to where they're going. When. That's really not the way things work. Eventually you're going to have to get over a steeper obstacle. Do something big. Out of your comfort zone. Make things happen. Not thing they'll happen to you....Pull the tracks together...I dunno. Maybe I'm expecting my road to already be made and me just be walking down it nice and easy. I don't mean to put too much emphasis on me. Or human strength. I dunno. C.S. lewis says something about the easiest way to hell being the nice and even downward slope. Not to imply that salvation is something you lose, or that Heaven is earned. I might be mixing my metaphors a bit here. but. There's something to that, that I don't want to spend time developing just now. Maybe later.
Currently listening: Clint Black: Put Yourself in My Shoes
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