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Lately I've been mulling through past memories; days when I was younger and more naive, but for some reason feels like I had more fun. I can only attribute this to the close group of friends I had and our proximity to one another. There were the youth group years, the Gordonwood years, the Grand Haven years, then the SMB and MSU years. I guess that's how it goes. You get close to the people you see every day throughout high school and college then uproot yourself after you graduate. Now you're lonely because everyone you love are hours away. Maybe this is the point in life where a man chooses to get married. Either he finds his 'soulmate' and falls in love, or he gets married to his job. The latter wouldn't be so bad. It seems to me most men that are remembered in history forego the family life and devote that time and attention to his life's work anyways.
At times I can't believe how much of an idiot I was. Sometimes I wish I could go back and slap myself for all the missed opportunities, or yell at young Brian for not pursuing one course of action. Ex. - quit Scouts now and join Fife and Drum Corps because you'll be a better drummer in college. Fuck the music thing, it doesn't work out. Your percussion teacher is a dick, tell him so. Grow some balls and ask the girl out!!! Get off your laurels and join the Outdoors Club! Take more of these types of classes, you'll need to know this when you graduate. Don't get too attached.
I could go on. But it's never a good thing when a man dwells on his past.
Yeah we all think we're idiots in our past, but that's how you learn. Get over your pride, drop it and move on. Good lord.
At times I can't believe how much of an idiot I was. Sometimes I wish I could go back and slap myself for all the missed opportunities, or yell at young Brian for not pursuing one course of action. Ex. - quit Scouts now and join Fife and Drum Corps because you'll be a better drummer in college. Fuck the music thing, it doesn't work out. Your percussion teacher is a dick, tell him so. Grow some balls and ask the girl out!!! Get off your laurels and join the Outdoors Club! Take more of these types of classes, you'll need to know this when you graduate. Don't get too attached.
I could go on. But it's never a good thing when a man dwells on his past.
Yeah we all think we're idiots in our past, but that's how you learn. Get over your pride, drop it and move on. Good lord.