melancholia

I am alone and will always be alone. I hate that. What's wrong with me?

Yes, this is me wanting you to respond.

Homecoming

Going back to Abilene for Homecoming is always fun for me. I really like the anticipation of getting to see my college friends. Of course, there is always the moment when I see someone whose name I should know, but can't remember - that's no bueno. Overall, though, it's a good time. This year I got to spend some time with some great guys at my club breakfast. Club, for me, was hugely important. If I hadn't pledged, I wouldn't have met some of my closest friends to this day. Therefore, I sort of feel an obligation to support club even though I am no longer at Abilene. I know that guys do stupid things during pledging, but I truly believe that lasting relationships are being fostered through that organization. I was also lucky enough to run into really good friends from Oklahoma. These people just make me smile every time I see them. Their two kids are adorable. I love that family. Finally, I got to spend time with my little sister. Being with her makes me happy. I love getting to see that she is forming lasting relationships at school just like I did. I am so proud of her.

I could write about the crappy stuff that went on in my head - my thoughts of comparing myself to others and my thoughts of not having done enough in the nine years since graduation - but I figure the former stuff makes the latter stuff just stupid.

Thanks for reading.