So I am done with 1 out of 4 years of college. It doesn't seem possible. With that said, lets go back.
Move in was pretty crazy. Talk about a wave of emotions. I went from one of the best summers ever to moving clear across the country. Like almost as far as you can go. Even with that said I still have to go back to my sending off.
August 28th was probably one of the funniest nights for me. The counselors all got together in SF at a hotel near Union Sq. Again Tommy and Shane holding it down and coming through in the clutch. It was just nice being in my City with some of the greatest friends a guy could ask for.
First semester was pretty rough. Not only was it hard to adapt to college life but the classes were pretty crappy. I hardly went to english which was a mistake but that class was so boring. I can only do so much. Of course first semester also saw my introduction into shovelhead so how can one complain? I just remember thinking Thanksgiving would never come. It seemed like such a long stretch while the time after that to Christmas flew by.
Second semester was most def better. I remember the night before it began I was at the Oakland Airport with Matt and he gave me a run down of exactly what to expect. My boy was right on. I felt like this semester i was in more control but it was still tough. Shovelhead was most def a lot better and I felt like the group got a lot closer. Time flew by this semester. At times it feels like it dragged, especially when I remember it started with Jared and I watching Entourage. We flew through those 4 seasons like nobody's business. After February got done time literally kicked it into high gear. I have no idea where March or April went.
But here we are. Right now I am sitting in George's apartment. We all went to the Fine House but I peaced out early. I'm going to miss 2000. It is always sweet showing up somewhere and having to show ID. It feels like an exclusive club or something. I'll miss all of Shovelhead's off campus locations. Oh well.
So here I am at the end of frosh year. I dont know it wasnt great. It wasnt all that horrible just not what I expected. Now here I am waiting for the wee hours of the morning to show up so I can grab a cab to Logan and get back to the Bay. Hurry up time.
Getting back to the Bay will be great. I realized something the other night. Each and every time I've come home somebody from my HBC family has gone out of their way to hang out with me. October saw Tommy and I sitting on his porch talking about starting a Franzia Porch Series. I think it was supposed to start tomorrow but I dont think he will make it. The night I got in Jazzy and Shane were holding it down on Bay St. There is nothing like seeing your good friends. It was awesome coming home. Thanksgiving us classy counselors hit up the LA. Then we had Winter Camp in December/January. Oh and a little place called the Bacon's. Early March I was celebrating my birthday with Mike and Amy. Then Easter we were getting it going at the local parks and a trip to an awesome house off of Ocean in SF. Nice. And now here I am getting ready to come home again and what is planned? Lunch with Shane at the La. I couldn't be happier. I can't believe I only met Shane less than a year ago. It doesnt seem possible. What do we have going for ourselves? CIT interviews. Oh yea! It is gonna be great.
Well it is 1:30. Waiting for about 4:30 or 5. Party on!
If. And Then.
16 years ago
