Sooo… It’s been a while. A long while. About four months, actually. And I’m really sorry about that. I mean, I never meant to neglect this blog the way I have. In my defense, though, I was sort of going through a quarter-life crisis. Graduating college and entering the real world hit me a lot harder than I thought it would, and I’ll admit that I started to flounder. I started second-guessing everything, which led to me overcompensating in some parts of my life while totally dropping the ball with others. But no more! We’re going to get things back on track.Continue reading
I’m old. I mean, on May 12th I graduated college, which means I must be old, right? And being old in turn makes me wise. That’s just the way it is. I don’t make the rules.
No, but seriously. Nineteen years came and went, and I know that I learned so many life lessons along the way. So, I wanted to share those lessons with you now. These won’t be things I learned in class, though. These are the lessons I learned during the moments in between. In my time with friends and teachers. Some of these will be inside jokes, but most of them are applicable to all.
So here it is. What I learned throughout nineteen years of school:
Hey there writerly friends!
So, if you’ve visited my blog before now, you’ll notice that I did some serious redecorating (i.e. I took down everything). For a reason why I would do something so rash, please reference the title of this post. I mean, let’s face it: I wasn’t keeping up with this blogging thing at all. Part of that was because I was in mourning for my favorite English teacher, and I lost a lot of my will to blog after his death. You’ll notice that I kept the blog entry about him up, because, as I enter this new chapter of my life, I’d like to think that he’s cheering me on and I want to make sure everybody knows how big of a role he played in my life. Mr. Nevins was and always will be a big inspiration to me.
Recently a wonderful man was taken from the world. He was my English teacher my freshman year of high school, but he was so much more than just a teacher. He was a kind, genuine, and inspiring man. I owe so much of the person I’ve become to him. From the second I stepped into that classroom on my first day of high school, it was clear that my life would never be the same. You know those teachers that can somehow always make learning fun, no matter what the subject? That was him. And so I felt the need to share some of the moments that stand out so strongly in my mind.