I was sitting in class today looking down at the desk. There was the tiniest bit of inane writing on it. It struck me as to quite how long I've been doing this school thing. The pointless doodle etched into the back of the desk in front of me was exactly the same sort of thing I might have seen better than a decade ago in middle school. The person who put it there this time around wasn't forced to be there by law but they were forced at least by societal norms. Both the person who put the doodle on today's desk and the person who put the doodle on the desk ten years ago in high school were there against there will and bored as shit. Same old song.
What further struck me is how odd it is that I'll be done with it so soon. A few weeks ago I was walking along, giving myself a pep talk. Whenever I do a road trip I psych myself up the following way: "1/5 of the way there, I've only got to do this four more times", "1/4 of the way there, I only have to do that three more times", and so forth. So the pep talk of a few weeks ago was "one more week, and then I'm two weeks from halfway through the semester, but really exam week doesn't count so I'll only be one week away from halfway done by this Friday". A little confusticated, but whatever gets you through. Now I'm a legit two weeks away from my final class. On Thursday of the week after next I will put a scantron on Dr. Jackson's desk, pop my collar, brush my shoulder and walk out of a classroom for the last time. How quickly those few weeks went by.
But really, how quickly FSU went by. It seems like yesterday that I was just getting into the swing of my first semester of classes. TCC today feels like it took a while, but when I graduated from that fine institution it certainly felt as if it went by quickly. It's a little unsettling. All along, I've been cheering this passing of time. Life in Tallahassee has left something to be desired. My saying has been "there's a wide world out there... and it's not in Tallahassee." However, passing of time is passing of time. In a couple of weeks my dues in terms of education will finally have been paid. In a little over a month I'll have used up probably more than a third of my time on the earth (average life expectancy of an American male is 72?). In the blink of an eye I'll be thirty. And then before I know it I'll be old and dead.
What further struck me is how odd it is that I'll be done with it so soon. A few weeks ago I was walking along, giving myself a pep talk. Whenever I do a road trip I psych myself up the following way: "1/5 of the way there, I've only got to do this four more times", "1/4 of the way there, I only have to do that three more times", and so forth. So the pep talk of a few weeks ago was "one more week, and then I'm two weeks from halfway through the semester, but really exam week doesn't count so I'll only be one week away from halfway done by this Friday". A little confusticated, but whatever gets you through. Now I'm a legit two weeks away from my final class. On Thursday of the week after next I will put a scantron on Dr. Jackson's desk, pop my collar, brush my shoulder and walk out of a classroom for the last time. How quickly those few weeks went by.
But really, how quickly FSU went by. It seems like yesterday that I was just getting into the swing of my first semester of classes. TCC today feels like it took a while, but when I graduated from that fine institution it certainly felt as if it went by quickly. It's a little unsettling. All along, I've been cheering this passing of time. Life in Tallahassee has left something to be desired. My saying has been "there's a wide world out there... and it's not in Tallahassee." However, passing of time is passing of time. In a couple of weeks my dues in terms of education will finally have been paid. In a little over a month I'll have used up probably more than a third of my time on the earth (average life expectancy of an American male is 72?). In the blink of an eye I'll be thirty. And then before I know it I'll be old and dead.
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