Bye Guys
I got this in an email... and its sooo true. So im taking this opportunity to thank everyone here at Purdue... and friends from home for what they have done for me. I love you all and i hope you enjoy this!
"These are the moments, I thank God that I'm alive..."
Two months from now...
A year has passed and now we stand on the brink of returning to a world
where we are surrounded by the paradox of everything, and yet nothing
being the same. In two months we will reluctantly give our hugs and
fighting the tears, say goodbye to people who were once just names on a
sheet of paper to return to people that we hugged and fought tears to
say goodbye to before we ever left. We will leave our best friends to
return to our best friends. We will go back to the places we came from
and go back to the same things we did last summer and every summer
before that. We will come into town on that same familiar road, and
even though it has been months, it will seem like only yesterday. As you
walk into your old bedroom, every emotion will pass through you as you
reflect on the way your life has changed and the person you have
become.
You suddenly realize that the things that were most important to youa
year ago don't seem to matter so much anymore, and the things you hold
highest now, no one at home will completely understand. The memories
and the stories from school won't mean anything to anyone at home and yet
you resent them for that, that they can't share that happiness with
you.
Who will you call first? What will you do your first weekend home
with
your friends? How long before you actually start missing people barging
in without calling or knocking? Who will get pizza at three in the
morning with you now? How long until you adjust to sleeping alone in a
room again? Then you start to realize how much things have changed, and
you realize the hardest part of college is balancing the two completely
different worlds you now live in, trying desperately to hold on to
everything all the while trying to figure out what you have to leave
behind. In the matter of one day's traveling time, you will leave your
world of living next door to your best friends, walking across campus
to eat, instant messaging, 8 am classes, and perpetual procrastinationand
enter a world that will seem foreign to you despite the fact that you
lived in it for eighteen years. But it is different now. We now know
the meaning of true friendship. We know who we have kept in touch with over
the past year and who we hold dearest in our hearts. We've left our
high school world to deal with the real world. We've had our heart broken,
we've fallen in love, we've helped our best friends overcome
depression,stress and death, and we've stayed up all night on the phone
just to
talk friend in need. There have been times when we've felt so
helpless being hours away form home when we know our families needed
us, and there are times we know we have made a difference. Two monthsfrom
now we will leave. Two months from now we take down our pictures, and
pack up our clothes. No more going next door to do nothing for hours on end.
We will leave our friends whose random email and phone calls will
bring us to laughter and tears this summer. We will take our memories
and dreams and put them away for now, saving them for our return to
this world. Two months from now we will arrive. We will unpack our bags
and
have dinner with our families. We will drive over to our best friend's
house and do nothing for hours on end. We will return to the same
friends whose random emails and phone calls have brought us to laughter
and tears over the year. We will unpack old dreams and memories that
have been put away for the past year. In two months we will dig deep
inside to find the strength and conviction to adjust to change and
still keep each other close. And somehow, in some way, we will find our place
between these two completely different worlds. Are you ready? Philip.
4:13 "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." The road
to success is not straight. There is a curve called failure, a loop
called confusion, speed bumps called friends, red lights called
enemies,caution lights called family, and flats called jobs. But, if you
have a
spare called determination, an engine called perseverance, insurance
called faith, a driver called Jesus, you will make it to a place called
success.
I am only as strong as the coffee I drink, the hairspray I use and the
friends I have.
"These are the moments, I thank God that I'm alive..."
Two months from now...
A year has passed and now we stand on the brink of returning to a world
where we are surrounded by the paradox of everything, and yet nothing
being the same. In two months we will reluctantly give our hugs and
fighting the tears, say goodbye to people who were once just names on a
sheet of paper to return to people that we hugged and fought tears to
say goodbye to before we ever left. We will leave our best friends to
return to our best friends. We will go back to the places we came from
and go back to the same things we did last summer and every summer
before that. We will come into town on that same familiar road, and
even though it has been months, it will seem like only yesterday. As you
walk into your old bedroom, every emotion will pass through you as you
reflect on the way your life has changed and the person you have
become.
You suddenly realize that the things that were most important to youa
year ago don't seem to matter so much anymore, and the things you hold
highest now, no one at home will completely understand. The memories
and the stories from school won't mean anything to anyone at home and yet
you resent them for that, that they can't share that happiness with
you.
Who will you call first? What will you do your first weekend home
with
your friends? How long before you actually start missing people barging
in without calling or knocking? Who will get pizza at three in the
morning with you now? How long until you adjust to sleeping alone in a
room again? Then you start to realize how much things have changed, and
you realize the hardest part of college is balancing the two completely
different worlds you now live in, trying desperately to hold on to
everything all the while trying to figure out what you have to leave
behind. In the matter of one day's traveling time, you will leave your
world of living next door to your best friends, walking across campus
to eat, instant messaging, 8 am classes, and perpetual procrastinationand
enter a world that will seem foreign to you despite the fact that you
lived in it for eighteen years. But it is different now. We now know
the meaning of true friendship. We know who we have kept in touch with over
the past year and who we hold dearest in our hearts. We've left our
high school world to deal with the real world. We've had our heart broken,
we've fallen in love, we've helped our best friends overcome
depression,stress and death, and we've stayed up all night on the phone
just to
talk friend in need. There have been times when we've felt so
helpless being hours away form home when we know our families needed
us, and there are times we know we have made a difference. Two monthsfrom
now we will leave. Two months from now we take down our pictures, and
pack up our clothes. No more going next door to do nothing for hours on end.
We will leave our friends whose random email and phone calls will
bring us to laughter and tears this summer. We will take our memories
and dreams and put them away for now, saving them for our return to
this world. Two months from now we will arrive. We will unpack our bags
and
have dinner with our families. We will drive over to our best friend's
house and do nothing for hours on end. We will return to the same
friends whose random emails and phone calls have brought us to laughter
and tears over the year. We will unpack old dreams and memories that
have been put away for the past year. In two months we will dig deep
inside to find the strength and conviction to adjust to change and
still keep each other close. And somehow, in some way, we will find our place
between these two completely different worlds. Are you ready? Philip.
4:13 "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." The road
to success is not straight. There is a curve called failure, a loop
called confusion, speed bumps called friends, red lights called
enemies,caution lights called family, and flats called jobs. But, if you
have a
spare called determination, an engine called perseverance, insurance
called faith, a driver called Jesus, you will make it to a place called
success.
I am only as strong as the coffee I drink, the hairspray I use and the
friends I have.