Everyday I see evidence that the world is going to hell in a hand basket. Ask yourself; in a normal world does he stand a chance with her? At first I thought the relationship was a media stunt. Then I realized she wouldn’t really need the guy for any career enhancement. Not to mention they both deny they're dating. I can understand why she would. So maybe love is blind after all.
I went to my nephew’s graduation last night. It sounds weird to say that. I don’t feel old though, because my sister is much older than I am. Thus I can attend my nephew's graduation when I’m still in my 20s. A small part of me worries that I’ll die alone and single. I do realize that I was surrounded by rednecks, so maybe seeing all those proud 35 year old parents with graduating seniors warped my perception. You have to love the irrational element. Even if I did, would it be so bad. To quote that great philosopher Jay Z (who must be doing something right since he is currently with world renowned hottie #1) “I got 99 problems, but a b*t*h ain’t one.” I probably have more like 138 problems, but I have to respect the author.
So anyway, as I was saying, I’m at my neph’s graduation. It was sort of fun to go back and revisit the night 10 years after my own graduation. Things haven’t changed too much. The Ataris replaced Pearl Jam and long hair is back, only this time its shaggy and under a trucker’s hat. Maybe being a high school senior is pretty much the same no matter when it happens. In the crowd I spotted all the old cliques. The valedictorian was going on to be a rocket scientist, but yet he gave a speech about football. So maybe all valedictorians are kind of cool underneath the 4.86 G.P.A. I’m still good friends with my high school valedictorian, so that has to tell you something about their character.
So do I long for the days gone by? In some ways yes, but I don’t suspect I would want to relive the anxiety of being in high school again. I’m starting to think the elements that made mine so unique are not really unique at all. You have all the jocks, stoners, band geeks, preppies and nerds just like back in 1994 (or 1984,1974,1964,1954,1944…) Before you know it, young Andrew will be looking back on his high school graduation through a decade of clarity. While the world is a vastly different place, I’m sure today’s graduates went through the same quests to find acceptance, friendship and love. They’ll spend the rest of their lives searching for the very things they worked so hard to find at 18. Little do they know the responsibilities and ramifications will grow exponentially from the moment they say their goodbyes and walk off that football field and into their adult lives. Not to mention how quickly the next decade will change from possibilities to memories.
I went to my nephew’s graduation last night. It sounds weird to say that. I don’t feel old though, because my sister is much older than I am. Thus I can attend my nephew's graduation when I’m still in my 20s. A small part of me worries that I’ll die alone and single. I do realize that I was surrounded by rednecks, so maybe seeing all those proud 35 year old parents with graduating seniors warped my perception. You have to love the irrational element. Even if I did, would it be so bad. To quote that great philosopher Jay Z (who must be doing something right since he is currently with world renowned hottie #1) “I got 99 problems, but a b*t*h ain’t one.” I probably have more like 138 problems, but I have to respect the author.
So anyway, as I was saying, I’m at my neph’s graduation. It was sort of fun to go back and revisit the night 10 years after my own graduation. Things haven’t changed too much. The Ataris replaced Pearl Jam and long hair is back, only this time its shaggy and under a trucker’s hat. Maybe being a high school senior is pretty much the same no matter when it happens. In the crowd I spotted all the old cliques. The valedictorian was going on to be a rocket scientist, but yet he gave a speech about football. So maybe all valedictorians are kind of cool underneath the 4.86 G.P.A. I’m still good friends with my high school valedictorian, so that has to tell you something about their character.
So do I long for the days gone by? In some ways yes, but I don’t suspect I would want to relive the anxiety of being in high school again. I’m starting to think the elements that made mine so unique are not really unique at all. You have all the jocks, stoners, band geeks, preppies and nerds just like back in 1994 (or 1984,1974,1964,1954,1944…) Before you know it, young Andrew will be looking back on his high school graduation through a decade of clarity. While the world is a vastly different place, I’m sure today’s graduates went through the same quests to find acceptance, friendship and love. They’ll spend the rest of their lives searching for the very things they worked so hard to find at 18. Little do they know the responsibilities and ramifications will grow exponentially from the moment they say their goodbyes and walk off that football field and into their adult lives. Not to mention how quickly the next decade will change from possibilities to memories.
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