So I've totally been meaning to write something about summer and the first week of sophomore year, but things have been so crazy that this is the first time I actually had the time to sit down and write about it.
Well, I suppose I could've written something earlier this week when I was watching A Very Potter Musical on Youtube.......
Don't judge me. It was beautiful and I couldn't stop watching it and then just when I thought Harry Potter could never hurt me again it did. Freakin' Voldemort.
ANYWAY as I'm sure you noticed from my last blog post, the beginning of this summer kicked ass. And, to my immense delight, it only got better. In July I participated in my first best-friend road trip to the Bunbury Music Festival in Cincinnati. Not only did I have great fun spending time with my friends and seeing some amazing bands (cough cough twentyonepilots), I had so much fun volunteering. I met some awesome people, including this guy named Jake who likes Whose Line as much as I do and can quote it even better than I can. Who knew? But most importantly this experience was so real, so novel to me that it really took me by surprise how much fun I had. I obviously knew I would, but Bunbury was completely different than what I'd expected, it surprised me in ways I didn't know it could. I become good friends with people I'd known for only a few hours, and I even still talk to some of them. It's most definitely something that I will remember and cherish for a long time.
August wasn't anything special compared to June or July, but it wasn't bad or anything. I did have to get my wisdom teeth out, which was not fun, but I survived. I hung out with my high school friends before we all left, and as much as I love my friends here at school I miss them a lot. Thank God for Facebook and Skype.
School again! Sophomore year! The transition this time was much easier, I'm sure considering since I've done it once before. I love my classes this semester, I'm meeting even more new awesome people, I have a job, and I'm staying busy so I don't get depressed like I did last semester. It was going super well until today.
I have cabin fever again. The exact same thing happened last year at about this time, maybe a bit later. That feeling that I wanna do something, get out and go somewhere, be anywhere than where I am right now. And I don't believe for one second it's because I'm unhappy where I am; I'm not. I love it here, and I truly cannot imagine being anywhere else. I think it's just the prospect of college, the idea that I'm on my own and that I have the potential to do anything and go anywhere that ignites my sense of adventure. I know I should be focusing on my education and having fun in the now, but my mind continues to wander into the future. What job will I have? Where will I live? Who will I love? Will I even find love? Will I have kids? Will they be safe? What will the world be like?
Sadly, the list goes on. It's not even worry that causes these questions to constantly plague my mind. It's curiosity. Maybe it's my deep, humanistic desire to abolish the unknown. I don't know. But it's really annoying sometimes. And yet, I have a feeling that this cabin fever will occur every year until I graduate. Oh well, I suppose. I wish I could stop it, but nothing works.
This post has passed the point of being waaaay too long. So here's a song from AVPM that I'm absolutely in love with, featuring the beautiful Joe Walker.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R1VfpFM1Gr8&list=SPC76BE906C9D83A3A&index=13
