Kaitlin just said this on The O.C. (which I could do to catch up on now I’m home). They were talking about whether the place changes or you. Which got me in somewhat of a philosophical mood.
I wanted to see what other people thought so I did what any one of us would do - I Googled it. The first result I came up with was an article by E. LeMay Lathan. I also ran the search through blog search and came across posts by Al Martine and a girl named Paige.
I think I believe it’s you that changes, as home was different when I came home. Or was it. That said, I had only been gone for a few months and I had been home several times in that time for a night or whatever. But when I moved back at Christmas things had changed. It was the little things. Like the fact they had re-arranged the days in which people get to pick what is on TV.
Then again, maybe it hasn’t changed. I seem to have gone back, right into my old lifestyle and every is carrying on as if I had never left. I mean, I’m going to go out with my friends over the holidays (not that I didn’t hang out with my friends before but like on nights out this time) but other than that, what is different? I still spent most of my time sat on my computer in my room, watching TV and very little else.
But the real inspiration for the post was not what I was doing at home, but rather that I didn’t want to be home. Before I left I was quite happy to be at home. Now I’m not. I want to be back at uni, there I’m free to live a completely reckless lifestyle :D. There’s a downside to it but it’s well worth it.
And I think that the saying could well mean that you can never regain the feeling. That is I think is fairly safe to say is true. But I’m hoping that turns out to be a good thing. It worries me that when I’m say 30 or 40, I will still wish I was a student as I love being a student. It scares me how fast time is passing though I have to believe that when I reach that age I will feel I am ready for the next stage in my life.
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March 29th, 2006 at 12:02 am
Hmm… that is really interesting, and I have to agree that it is you that changes. I never thought I would not want to be on Jersey. I love Jersey. All my bestest friends are on Jersey, yet I find myself kinda wishing uni went on just a little bit longer… I am really glad to be home, and catching up with everyone is really really great, but I miss the freedom. This is something I haven’t really noticed before, cause my parents are super laid back. We don’t really have rules in our house apart from the basic “Don’t smoke, don’t throw up because of excess alcohol, don’t take drugs, consultation would be appriciated before facial piercings” really… I am allowed to stay out till whenever I want (sounds great but the last bus is 11:15!) and I can go out pretty much when I want. I always thought “How much more freedom could I want??” Now I find myself feeling a little trapped! How odd is that? I have changed, not the place.
Another time I realised I had changed is just before the first term of uni I saw someone who didn’t like me, because of a really stupid reason. I always found this amusing at school (he was the year above me, so left a year before me), however in that year I had developed either confidence or a need for people to like me… one of the 2. Anyways, I really disliked this guy the moment I saw him. He didn’t even have time to say hello to my friends and completely ignore me! I had changed.
It is nice that so many things stay the same, but it is scary to watch yourself change. Anyways, that is my 2 cents on the whole question… Sorry, it was rather long…
March 29th, 2006 at 12:46 am
I hate to say it, but we all do change as we grow older. As I slowly (hopefully) begin that treck to 30, I find myself enjoying where I am. Both my husband and I would not go back to living the way we did while we went to school, but we do miss the friendships we held while we were there. However, life after school definatley shows you who your real friends are. The older you become the more important these “real” friends” become. The saying that “good friends keep your secrets, real friends know where the bodies are buried” becomes more and more true. (figuratively of course) Enjoy every minute you have with you friends. Enjoy every minute of school, every minute of sleeping past 10.
It all goes too quickly, but you’ll be ready for the changes when they come around.
And thanks for linking to me.
Best wishes,
Paige