Such Great Heights
College; mmkay bruh. So I'm living on my own, sharing a 4-bedroom apartment with three good friends: JJ, MattO, and Frisco. I'm taking all my core classes this semester, and I'll probably double up on English and history. Most of my classes start around 900 and end around 100 with 30minute-60minute gaps in between them. Major is still undecided, but I'm looking into journalism. So I've made the switch from Army greens to Air Force blues. The detachment is really cool, went on a white water rafting trip with a bunch of airmen last weekend. Got beat up pretty good on the river, but it was worth it. Definetly adapting to the college life, lots of fun being on your own. No new pictures yet; however, here's some old pictures, in case you missed it.
War Eagle Invitational PT Competition at, where else, Auburn!
Oh yeah, I can feel the burn.
JROTC Awards Day with the Big 4.
Mmmm, the sweet taste of victory. Tastes so good.
A rare moment of anger. Is Andrew Hedman gonna have to choke a bitch?
On the bus to the Enterprise Rifle Range. Last time I'll ever have to touch that gun.
Last rifle competition the Big 4 will ever have to participate in.
Operation Joe-Joe with the Nighthawks.
I'm gonna miss those nights when we fucked with authority.
In search of the Grus Vipio. I missed the perfect photograph, argh.
Senior Prom 2005.
My beautiful date, the lovely Amanda Weyeneth.
Last day of school, and this woman is still trying to teach!
Bitch, you can't be serious! Take down notes my ass.
The Kissing Bandit goes for one last run around the high school.
I forget what I was doing at this moment, but apparently I'm riding a desk in the annex entrance.
So, what now?
Expect another update soon on College life. That's all for now.
"You can stay tonight,
And make everything alright.
You can hold me down,
And tell me that you're right.
Tell me what it's like to be alone."
~ Matchbook Romance
War Eagle Invitational PT Competition at, where else, Auburn!
Oh yeah, I can feel the burn.
JROTC Awards Day with the Big 4.
Mmmm, the sweet taste of victory. Tastes so good.
A rare moment of anger. Is Andrew Hedman gonna have to choke a bitch?
On the bus to the Enterprise Rifle Range. Last time I'll ever have to touch that gun.
Last rifle competition the Big 4 will ever have to participate in.
Operation Joe-Joe with the Nighthawks.
I'm gonna miss those nights when we fucked with authority.
In search of the Grus Vipio. I missed the perfect photograph, argh.
Senior Prom 2005.
My beautiful date, the lovely Amanda Weyeneth.
Last day of school, and this woman is still trying to teach!
Bitch, you can't be serious! Take down notes my ass.
The Kissing Bandit goes for one last run around the high school.
I forget what I was doing at this moment, but apparently I'm riding a desk in the annex entrance.
So, what now?
Expect another update soon on College life. That's all for now.
"You can stay tonight,
And make everything alright.
You can hold me down,
And tell me that you're right.
Tell me what it's like to be alone."
~ Matchbook Romance