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And Then There Was One.

strange. school starts up again and i’m the least bit overjoyed. actually, not strange. i’ve got to be honest: i’m so over it. class and busy work have been the bane of my very existence since i was old enough to function. thank you, gov’t. i’d love to say that the voluntary, after high school thing is better, but i’d be lying. school will always be school and i will never be a fan.

the one thing that keeps me excited about a new year is what i’ll learn. and no, i don’t mean in class. i mean the other 8-10 hours a day that i’m awake and not taking notes. i’d pay twenty-five grand just to hang out with all of these people. nothing could compare to how i’ve grown and what i’ve learned thanks to the environment i’ve been placed in. granted, it hasn’t been smooth or easy, but it’s been happening and i’m thankful for that every day. that’s what keeps me going.

when i graduate, i’m not going to wave around two bachelors degrees and tell people what a wonderful scholar i am. i’ll just look at pictures of all of you and thank God.

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