Princeton Reunions!
A long while ago, I was a quiet and interverted kid.
It was my middle school years, I hated them more than anything in this world.
The summer before freshman year of highschool, I went to my dad's 25th Princeton Reunion, randomly joined a group of friends and had a blast. To me it was glimpse of how life should be.
I then went to highschool, and, well, you know the rest of the story.
And now I am back, for what would be my father's 30th. Mom decided to come in honor of his memory. In likeliness, we probably will never go to one again.
Tonight was the first night. It was good. Not overly fun, but I did find another group of people to hang around with. Best part is I've been telling any random stranger I meet that I am either an upperclassmen at Princeton or a graduate. And so far, no one has doubted me.
It isn't the best; randomly meeting people and then going dancing with them isn't really my favorite thing in the world. But its still nice just to have people to be with.
I think it is quite a contrast to how life has been going for me recently. Here I am a stranger. In Iowa, I am also a stranger, however in a completely different right. The situations, however similar, are set apart by circumstance.
However, life in Iowa has been great. The friends I've reconnected with have been great (Oh Bateman, lets run away and make pastries..), and working my butt off means only money, money, money. Which I like.
Makes me tired though (I can barely think right now).
Oh! News! I have succeeded in a long endured quest! It took a lot of patience, work, and thought, but I did it! I doubt I'll be taking on another quest for a while now. This one was hard. It is time to joyfully move along!
I am going to go sleep (Hopefully mom lets me sleep in). Text if you are bored, there's a high possibility I will be!
To Happiness!
Luke Roth
It was my middle school years, I hated them more than anything in this world.
The summer before freshman year of highschool, I went to my dad's 25th Princeton Reunion, randomly joined a group of friends and had a blast. To me it was glimpse of how life should be.
I then went to highschool, and, well, you know the rest of the story.
And now I am back, for what would be my father's 30th. Mom decided to come in honor of his memory. In likeliness, we probably will never go to one again.
Tonight was the first night. It was good. Not overly fun, but I did find another group of people to hang around with. Best part is I've been telling any random stranger I meet that I am either an upperclassmen at Princeton or a graduate. And so far, no one has doubted me.
It isn't the best; randomly meeting people and then going dancing with them isn't really my favorite thing in the world. But its still nice just to have people to be with.
I think it is quite a contrast to how life has been going for me recently. Here I am a stranger. In Iowa, I am also a stranger, however in a completely different right. The situations, however similar, are set apart by circumstance.
However, life in Iowa has been great. The friends I've reconnected with have been great (Oh Bateman, lets run away and make pastries..), and working my butt off means only money, money, money. Which I like.
Makes me tired though (I can barely think right now).
Oh! News! I have succeeded in a long endured quest! It took a lot of patience, work, and thought, but I did it! I doubt I'll be taking on another quest for a while now. This one was hard. It is time to joyfully move along!
I am going to go sleep (Hopefully mom lets me sleep in). Text if you are bored, there's a high possibility I will be!
To Happiness!
Luke Roth