I feel like a sophmore all over again...
I've been listening to The Wall on endless repeat since yesterday at around 7 PM, and it's giving me nostalgic memories of my sophmore year in the mods, watching the movie over and over and over again. Good times, even though they didn't always seem that way when I was there.
It gets me to wondering, though, how much I've actually changed since then. I tend to think that the answer is "not too much", but it's difficult to say. My parents think I've matured, but what do they know? I'm still a slob despite firmly resolving every couple months to clean my act up. I've got a job, I pay my own bills; big deal, everybody else in the world does that too. I've gotten used to wearing collared shirts. I'm still lousy at human interaction. There's dozens of people I still process in my brain as friends although some of them I haven't talked to in years - I resolve to change this every couple months, and fail. So, really, the only thing that's changed about me is my willingness to wear shirts I used to consider uncomfortable. I even (for the most part) waste my time playing the same video games and reading the same books; when I talk to the relatively small group of people that I've somehow managed to keep in touch with, that interaction is still basically the same as it's ever been. What does all this mean?
It gets me to wondering, though, how much I've actually changed since then. I tend to think that the answer is "not too much", but it's difficult to say. My parents think I've matured, but what do they know? I'm still a slob despite firmly resolving every couple months to clean my act up. I've got a job, I pay my own bills; big deal, everybody else in the world does that too. I've gotten used to wearing collared shirts. I'm still lousy at human interaction. There's dozens of people I still process in my brain as friends although some of them I haven't talked to in years - I resolve to change this every couple months, and fail. So, really, the only thing that's changed about me is my willingness to wear shirts I used to consider uncomfortable. I even (for the most part) waste my time playing the same video games and reading the same books; when I talk to the relatively small group of people that I've somehow managed to keep in touch with, that interaction is still basically the same as it's ever been. What does all this mean?