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thoughts of the day

(updated on a somewhat daily basis)


August 18


The smell of education is again in the air. With it comes a shocking check of reality, telling us all how fast the days have past.
Where has the summer gone? I remember saying goodbye to everyone as if it was only a week ago, when in reality it has been many many more. In just a few more days it will be time for school to begin again anew, for lives to begin anew. For a summer that flew by so quickly, and with so little in the way of noteworthy occurrences, so much has changed in these few short months. The world that begins again in a short week will be quite different from the one that ended not long ago.

Things that seemed so constant, people that seemed like they would never change, are again thrown out into the winds of fate. Everyone must find a new way of dealing with an old life. The key is to move forward and grasp at all the best that fate throws, while at the same time holding on to the best that we have already known saving it from fading away in our inconstant minds.

And so my life moves onward, everchanging. I will begin again. This new year is a new opportunity at a new life. I will never forget my past, my home, my dearest friends. Yet, I will press forward with as much anticipation as anxiety, as much excitement as apprehension. Though I will be saying goodbyes in a time of hellos, those goodbyes will be closely followed by the greetings of something wholely new. It must be a good thing. Most assuridly. I believe it.

The one constant in life is change. And life must go on.






September 21


East Tennessee Sucks.

Ken and Barbie are alive and well, and kicking it southern style. If I hear Sweet Home Alabama or any other Lynrd Skynrd song one more time, I'm going to have to do a desperate act. Also, the color orange is most horribly misused around here. I've learned (from extreme exposure) that orange is not meant to be a primary color in one's wardrobe, and that the people here have become very creative (and prolific) at breaking that rule.

Whatever personal good can come of this change, I've realized it's going to take its own good time in coming.

Patience is a virtue. I hope I am a Saint.






September 26


It will be nice to be home, even if only for a short time.






September 28


Returning home for the first time was an interesting experience. It made me realize how much I missed everyone, and my old life. It also hit me pretty hard that my old life has picked up and moved on without me, as it naturally should. In a world (of Rhodes) where I used to be an active participant, I am now a fondly remembered distant spectator. That takes some getting used to.

I had the pleasure of meeting some cool freshman, who made me regret that I would not be around to get to know them better. I met the future of the fraternity, and also wished I could get to know them better. The great warmth that I was greated with, and the comfortable confidence of my old surroundings, has energized me. Hopefully I will be able to keep this positive vibe and press onward with the difficult task of building a new life.

I am sure that with time I will adjust and rebuild. But my heart will always look back to one place as home. That will never change.










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