Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Forget the Batter, Remember the Waffles

Please take me by the hand
It's so cold out tonight
I'll put blankets on the bed
I won't turn out the light
Just don't forget to think about me
And I won't forget you
I'll write you once a week she said
-Going Away to College, Blink 182
 I hope all of you have at LEAST heard this song. It's pretty awesome. Speaking of awesome, so is college.

As you may or may not recall, I am a community college transfer student. For the past two years I have been living in a world of semi-independence. Not entirely "out of the house," but certainly not entirely in it. I've already done many of the passing rights of a college student, but I am starting to learn just how more this is to learn.

RIGHT now, I'm sitting in our living room. It's pretty big for a dorm room (I live in Miltimore now). One guy, an RA is sitting across for me singing "I've got a feeling that I never knew I had before..." Another is sitting on the couch, texting, also singing. Another is sitting holding a girl. The final one is playing Call of Duty Modern Warfare 3.


I just took a break... and two more girls have shown up.

... And since someone mentioned having a point

... It's time to tie this all in.

I already have a lot of hard experience learning about independence. Self-discipline is invaluable. Sometimes it's not easy to make the right decision. To party or finish an English Blog? And there are many tougher choices out there. Living three hours away from home, completely separated from your family, for the first time, is different... even difficult.

It's a time to develop new habits, good habits. A time not to look back.
But at the same time remember the good things about where you came from.
"I'll write you once a week she said."

I will always remember the waffles I use to make.... in that yellow bowl. That beautiful yellow bowl.

2 comments:

  1. I found your integration of waffles through the association of lyrics in this post to be very complex. It is as though all your other references to waffles created a foreground through which you could now integrate a reflective component. It is amazing how something that can seem so insignificant at the time (while making waffles with your dad, not knowing what it would later mean to you, or while reading about them in your first post) can evolve into something more profound.

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  2. When I first went to college for the first time and lived away from my parents it was exciting, but remember no one is there to clean or wash your clothes that's about the only downside well unless your girlfriend is into doing that for you.

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