It’s funny the way humans are. We have different chapters in our lives and the most bizarre part about this is that we only plan and envision the beginning and forget about the ending. Let me tell you..
A year ago, I was graduating high school and had no idea what my life was sailing me into. I didn’t even imagine that a year from that moment, I would be sitting in the middle of my packed room writing this blog post. Hell, I didn’t even know I would have had a blog!
A year ago, all I knew was that I was excited to leave home and start something new. I was very fond of the summer ahead of me and was ready to throw myself into the beaches of Santa Barbara.
Now, I am sitting in the midst of packed boxes, listening to Adele, and reminiscing.
Up until I came to Santa Barbara, much hadn’t changed. I had just graduated high school and all I really wanted to do was get my life started. I didn’t expect anything. I moved to Santa Barbara in September in hopes that God was guiding me. I came here for school and since then, I have seen so many things and experienced so much more. My experiences are essential and unique to me because of the mere fact that it has made me who I am today, though I know that many people must have experiences from their own perspective (which is why everyone is unique).
They say that experiences are what builds us. It is the foundation of the persona in us. Scientists claim that clones of humans would never be the same solely because of the different experiences that each human encounters. This makes sense. The person is defined by the specific time and place you were at when you had a life changing experience. It could have been different if you had been a foot away from that same spot.
The first day of school. Getting hammered to the point where I was ashamed of myself. Late night video chatting with that important person. Winter break came along. Pulling multiple all nighters solely out of my own fault of procrastination. Eating at Denny’s at 4AM. Finding a dead body in front of my building. Being late to lecture. And seeing people come and go. I met professors that forever changed my life, and people that forever scarred me. I let the good people in my life go, and will never forgive myself for it. I learned to appreciate the more special things in life, rather than the less meaningful ones. It’s hard to believe that I didn’t see these things before but I guess it was all just a matter of my own time.
Time plays a big role in this because time could have drastically made a difference in this. Maybe this was the specific time in which I was to realize all this. Not before, not later, and especially not to anyone else.
I wish I could make this blog post an inspiring work of art but I can’t help but to explain everything in its greatest simplicity. This is because really, it was all very simple. It was me, the world, and the people in it, going through the process that our ancestors have gone through to become as wise as they are. I cannot believe that I learned so much in just ten months. I never could have learned that much in my entire lifetime. But I did learn, and that is what really matters in the end I guess. The bad things happened for me to learn and the good things happened so that I would have things to look back to. Fifty years from now, the things I am ashamed of now will only make me wish I had done more ashamed things.
Compared to the greater majority of the world, I am no where near experienced. I have played around with the game of life here and there but still, I am not even proficient. I am, however, still thankful. And I hope you find the strength to be too. To be thankful for everything even after all the bullshit that life slaps onto your face. After all, how will you ever find happiness if you had never seen sorrow, woe, or sadness?
All the sappy shit is necessary in our life. Change is necessary. Time is changing the world. The world is evolving. And we must live on.
This is the ending to this chapter. And I welcome the new one with much prosperity.