Whatever
A month ago I was a different person. I was more immature than I am today. I had narrow views on the world and its doings. I had little to no insight as to how things really go down. Things aren't necessarily as they seem, and people that you put trust into, don't always feel compelled to respect that trust.
I am not saying that I'm a mature, middle-aged adult that has seen and done many things in his life. Far from it. I'm saying that a month and a half at college has taught me several things that being at home never would have. I regret my last few months at home being as torrential as they were.
I wish I had taken advantage of the roof I had over my head.
I wish I had respected my parents.
I wish I had worked more.
I wish I hadn't put any time into Summer Band so that I could work more.
I wish I could have learned to control my impulses.
I wish I had learned to manage money.
I wish I hadn't spent so much money.
I wish I had something to show for my last summer of freedom.
I wish I had worked out beyond work.
I wish I had gotten stronger.
I wish I had marched with the Seattle Cascades.
I wish I could do it all over again.
I wish I had gone on a diet.
I wish I had been more supportive.
I wish I had listened to other people's advice.
I wish I had done as I knew I should have.
I don't wish it didn't all happen.
I learned some valuable lessons this summer. Lessons that will take me far.
I learned to listen to and respect my elders.
I learned to be more financially conscious.
I learned to hold tight to my closest friends, because they will help me during the worst of times.
I learned that I truly can be an asshole.
I learned that sometimes blunt honesty isn't the best policy.
I learned how to handle myself as an adult.
Most Importantly,
I learned how it feels to truly love and be loved.
For the first time.
And no matter how that's gone, I am grateful for the experience.
*Goddamn*
I am not saying that I'm a mature, middle-aged adult that has seen and done many things in his life. Far from it. I'm saying that a month and a half at college has taught me several things that being at home never would have. I regret my last few months at home being as torrential as they were.
I wish I had taken advantage of the roof I had over my head.
I wish I had respected my parents.
I wish I had worked more.
I wish I hadn't put any time into Summer Band so that I could work more.
I wish I could have learned to control my impulses.
I wish I had learned to manage money.
I wish I hadn't spent so much money.
I wish I had something to show for my last summer of freedom.
I wish I had worked out beyond work.
I wish I had gotten stronger.
I wish I had marched with the Seattle Cascades.
I wish I could do it all over again.
I wish I had gone on a diet.
I wish I had been more supportive.
I wish I had listened to other people's advice.
I wish I had done as I knew I should have.
I don't wish it didn't all happen.
I learned some valuable lessons this summer. Lessons that will take me far.
I learned to listen to and respect my elders.
I learned to be more financially conscious.
I learned to hold tight to my closest friends, because they will help me during the worst of times.
I learned that I truly can be an asshole.
I learned that sometimes blunt honesty isn't the best policy.
I learned how to handle myself as an adult.
Most Importantly,
I learned how it feels to truly love and be loved.
For the first time.
And no matter how that's gone, I am grateful for the experience.
*Goddamn*