Sep 27, 2007 18:56
90-some odd weeks.
That can do a lot to a person. I've gained a new look on life and found who I sorta was. I went to some life-changing camps in those weeks, realized that I am looked up to in life (surprise!), and began to think, really. I learned how to be an effective leader (and without all the seminar "YOU CAN DO IT!" bunk), I learned how to think with my heart, brain, and gut, and I started a new religion.
I have found love and lost it again. I have gained and strengthened relationships, and I have lost some too. I have seen people as people are, and looked at life in a new way.
I have seen some strange-ass sights. But I laughed, I learned, I enjoyed. Sometimes, I joined in, and I had the most fun.
I actually realized I like wearing colours now, and even though a lot of my favourite shirts are black, I do wear colours all the time. I moved into the "Tie-Dye is AMAZING" stage of my life, and I'm trying to find a cheap pair of white pants that I can dye to my liking. I realized that knee-high socks are amazing, yes, but sometimes you really have to dress for success, just keep the socks under a really good suit. Judges might compliment you if you let your personal flair show.
Band is getting better. Entering my junior year of pitt, I've progressed from a shy little xylophone to xylophone leader/center drum major to bass marimbaist, and section leader candidate. Last season was amazing (Jules Verne's Journeys), and this year (Icarus) looks to be even better.
I discovered Beatles, and with them, Cirque du Soleil. Now I'm all artsy-performer-y, but I don't act pretentious about it. At least, I hope I don't.
Time passes, things happen. And things did.
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