CollegeWithATouchOfScarf

What have I been up to for the last month? No good! Well, at least in my book. But I think most people would disagree with me. I set up my colleges. Yup, I am ready to go. My classes are all chosen. I start at the end of August.

Is this what I am suppose to pursue?

I always thought that college was a waste of everyone's time and money, but to be honest....I don't really care for the education. I just want to be around people again. The classroom atmosphere, the buzzing of humans, and the constant pressure to perform and do my duties. I need something like that. The last year has been smooth sailing. I enjoyed it greatly, but this chapter must end. A new one must begin. A chapter that will define the rest of my life:

The college years. (Que depressing piano/cello duet)

I would be lying if I said I wasn't nervous. I am, indeed, anxious. But I feel excitement more than anything else. I think I am ready for this new adventure. Can I really call it an adventure? I will be commuting from home, so I wont be living anywhere new. Ah, at least it will be an adventure for those brief hours at the college. My schedule looks relaxed, which is greatly welcomed.

Oh! On another note. I finally turned 18. Great, now I have no excuse to get my driver license. I don't mind driving, I actually enjoy it. But the people driving alongside me are too much. Why is everyone in such a rush? Speeding through yellows, honking their horns, going 10 mph over the speed limit, and just being plain inpatient. America needs to take a chill pill if you ask for my professional opinion. I like to take things slow. Which is obviously the right way to go about things, after all, it is my preference. Pftt, pathetic.

Don't be too jelly of my scarf now, babe

Wow, I got cynical really fast. I really have to watch myself when I talk with people that aren't family. I am just too used to spouting what I think. I mean, why would you ever speak honestly with strangers? Lord forbid, right?

So now that I am 18 I have to start thinking like an adult, WRONG. I was always thinking like an adult since I turned 13. I have just been honing my thought process for the last 5 years. I can say with confidence that I am think like a mature and wise 65 year old man. You know, I don't wanna give myself too much credit.

Hmmm, I think college is going to give me a good dose of reality. Along with a good dose of friends and fun times! Ah, the naivety of a new 18 year old man-child.

I expect my first semester to be eye-opening. Girls falling in love with me and my scarf, boys being jelly of my scarf, teachers praising me and my scarf, and people just being jelly when they see me going to college in said scarf. Life is going to be kind to me and my scarf. Surely no one will not care for me and my Scarf, right?

Well, this is the end of Volume V. I can't believe I have been doing this for 2 years. I remember when I first started. It was the last night before my Elder Sage Siblings were both heading to college to leave me as an only child for the next 2 years. In those 2 years I grew and found out a lot about myself. Most of it was depressing and infuriating, but I learned to love myself, flaws and all, just like Jesus does. However, I am still growing, still learning, still beating the same old trees, still. But that is okay, I am human after all. If God expected us to be relatively perfect he would be the biggest hypocrite in the history of history.

"Last time I checked, God isn't a hypocrite. I am. He isn't flawed. I am."

                                                                                                      ~Missingnomer (yup, I am gooooood)

Sadly (but still true) those words will take me the rest of my life to accept.