feeling old .

I went back to my old high school tonight to watch a concert in which my brother was playing. It's strange to see all the high school seniors get up and say where they're going to college this-coming fall. It dawned upon me that while they embark on their new adventure and adapt to their new college surroundings, I will be reminiscing on years past, and focusing on the grand finale to my undergraduate career.

hometown disappearance .

Occasionally I'll get a little bit curious about what the people I went to High School with are doing. And every time I do, and start doing some digging, I realize that I am so glad I'm no longer affiliated with these people. Don't get me wrong, I'm thankful for the town I grew up in, and the household I grew up in. But I'm glad I didn't decide to go to Rutgers or Delaware or TCNJ or Penn State. It'd be like a continuation of high school. I find it so strange to think about the possibility of seeing a bunch of people I went to high school with at college. It'd be like I never even graduated. And I am completely aware of the fact that there would be plenty of other people at that college too, but it still wouldn't feel completely new and different. Heck, if I had wanted to, I could've totally recreated myself here at Clemson. I didn't, but the point is I could have.