When I was a Junior in high school. I had this crush on a guy. He was this blonde and blue-eyed boy I have always liked. He was my type of guy. He played sports and was a sweetheart to not only me, but everybody else. It is the summer again and memories of the summer in 2008 are coming back again. I loved that summer. Because I grew out of my shy side and took control of things. Back then, I didn’t hate love. I wanted to test the waters and go with my gut.
What my gut and feet did was this. After fourth of July, I was still talking to him as a friend and I don’t remember what I actually said but I think I told him I had a crush on him and thought his was this and that. Surpringly enough, he did answer back, but not in the way I wanted to hear at all. He didn’t want me back. Which in a way, I expected it but everybody else didn’t. I’m use to getting the ax from guys. They take one look ar me and run like crazy. Probably for their own good too. Since there’s a few people in my family who want to treat them a lesson, but I’m not like that.
I don’t feel ridiculous that I told him I liked him. I felt better after I told him. It wasn’t a secret anymore. He still talked to me afterwards but it was kind of awkward for me because I didn’t think he’d want to continue to be friends with me. Over the last few years, I liked his friendship and talking to him about different. He could put a smile on my face when nobody else could, but yet everybody has the ability. The day I decided to delete him from my Facebook and Twitter, I was upset but I couldn’t change the distance and maybe our friendship will go back to the way it was. I will always love him as a friend. I don’t think being friends of the opposite sex can be in a relationship. Because if the relationship ends so does the friendship. Yeah, telling them you like them. Sometimes once they get that information they run like hell. Luckily, he didn’t run from me then when I thought he would. So he got me there. One of these days, I’ll see him again and smile and think of about that one day in the summer that changed my life. He took a chance and surprised me.
Years ago, it was only cool for high school graduates to be going to college and getting a career. Now, everybody from different age groups are going to college. I’ve recently heard about a friend of mine applying for college. She hated high school, but then again. Almost everybody hates high school. She’s so excited to be going to college and getting a career. This girl is a year older than me. What I’m really talking about is, people in their mid-30s and older going back to college. Is it weird to have classmates as old as your parents, aunts, and uncles in the same classes as you? To me, I’d rather be partnered up with somebody older than me because you know they won’t take any crap from anybody.
When my mom decided she was going to go back to school. I wasn’t fond on the idea at all. I was use to my mom being at home all the time. It almost felt as though she was leaving. In 2004, she started school and wanted to get a nursing degree. With watching the show ER for years and dealing with me being in the hospital for my surgeries. I can understand that, but I still didn’t want her going anyways. She took us (my nana, sister and I) with her to get registered for classes and we had fun walking around the campus and went to the campus library and had fun there. I was 13 or 14 and my sister was 10 or 11 so getting us interested was fairly easy thing to do. That whole day was for us, mom having to take a test. Not so much.
When she graduated in 2008, I bawled my eyes out. I couldn’t believe she did it. She graduated from college in the nursing department. Most of our family went to her graduation and I, of course, sat with my nana because I knew I was going to cry and I wanted to do that in peace. My nana and I talked about the day we went with her to get started and talked about other things to get my mind off crying my eyes out. I was mostly mad at myself because I was mad at her for going back in the first place. At that point in my life, I didn’t know the older generation, meaning people who were out of high school longer than a year could even go to college. I was in eighth grade, what did I know? After that day was over I was very proud of my mom because she didn’t let anyone hold her back from what she wanted to do. She proved us all wrong. She definitely loves her job as a nurse. The people she works with and she definitely likes her days off too.
So is it weird to know older people go to college? In a sense, yes. For one, being in high school for four years straight with people your own age is what you’re kind of expecting to find in college. People learning some of the same stuff as you. Personally, I like knowing there isn’t an age requirement on when to go to college. When I was debating whether or not quitting college, my mom and nana always told me “you can always go back” and was what really made me change my mind. I can always go back, if I do think college is right for me. Ever since I quit college, I’ve had a few people tell me I should go for this or that. I feel like I get mean with them whenever they do this because I can always go back for whatever I feel like doing. I just don’t want to do it now. Like I’ve said before, everything I do is just a hobby. It keeps me busy on a daily basis. I don’t think I’ll ever want to go to college for something I know how to do my way and have somebody show me how to do it the right way.