Why I’m Me: Part Uno

Good day to all.

As I’m writing this I’m in the basement of my college, on my first day of class in my 5th year. Can I hear a hell yes for victory laps? The sad thing is I probably still have 1 more year until I get my minor and my spanish requisites taken care of. Maybe I can clep the next semester of Spanish but that will still put me in territory that I’m very unfamiliar with when I start 203. But that is neither here nor there.. I guess I’m just writing to try and figure out why I’m me.

I’m not really sure when I started becoming ridiculous, or a gearhead, or whatever the hell I even am. All I know is that I’m really starting to like myself. I feel I have a great mix of everything that I can get along with almost anyone who has more than a few braincells and thus carry on a conversation with me.

For some people it’s hard to go into a party not knowing anyone and having fun, for me, it’s more fun that way for a few reasons…

1) You can be a complete idiot as you may never have to see these people again.

2) You can drink all their beer and they’ll always be pissed at you, which is just plain funny.

3) You can mingle and get to know people and expand your social “circle”.

The above are only a few reasons but you get the jist… But this is just a glimmer into my strange little mind. If you can read (which, I sincerely hope you ca) I’ll be adding a few more parts to this as they come to me. But I’ll probably do at least 2 more (My fascination with cars and 1 about my personality.)

 

We’ll see.  Off to class!