Friday, March 24, 2006

An Obligatory Spring Break Post

...which of course has nothing to do with what I've been doing over spring break. Or rather, it does, but only incidentally. The purpose of the post is not to provide a narrative of events of my spring break (which would be sorely disappointing to the reader) but to explain how events from spring break have prompted some thoughts.

First, a bit about weather. I hate cloudiness. Over this week (mid-late March, mind you) it's been cloudy, rainy, and in the fifties. Now, I don't care much about the temperature. I would have no problem if it were twenty, as long as the sun was out. That's not how Atlanta works, sadly enough. It's forty to fifty and dark and rainy from the beginning of December through the end of February. Or, in this year's case, through the end of March. And it needs to end. It's time for me to plant something, for me to leave my window open, and for me to see something besides a gray-white expanse of bleak nothing when I look up.

Second, on high school. It occurred to me that I would like to graduate high school again. Not do all of high school again, just graduate. Like the last two weeks. Go to awards night, slack off for a little while, then actually graduate. Which means having a bunch of friends and family over, getting cool stuff, eating cake for breakfast for a week (yep, I did that), wearing more bling than I'll ever have the excuse to again, and making a speech. I just wonder if graduating college is going to be as wholly positive an experience as graduating from high school was.

A bit more on Shiloh specifically. I was wrong about Shiloh, I'm beginning to think. Those of you who know my take on my alma mater might be wondering what sort of blasphemy, idiocy, heresy, or other manner of malfeasance I'm talking here. But now that I'm removed from Shiloh, thinking about it, and having visited there a handful of times, it deserves more credit than I ever gave it. A lot of college kids wouldn't be caught dead at their high school, a lot have put it so far past them that they wouldn't think to go there, and a few make return visits out of some sense of obligation. I've gone back to Shiloh because I honestly enjoy it. A handful of teachers I've had have been such positive influences on me, people whose company I legitimately enjoy, whose conversations I value, and whose opinions and advice I respect.

And a review of Oblivion to come, once I've actually installed it on my computer.

1 comment:

Nick Simmons said...

Though it's just a twiddling with terms, you aren't really saying you like your high school so much as you like some of the people with whom you can visit if you return there. I may only be concerned with this because I'm one of the others you described who will not, under any circumstances, return to his high school... except that I have to return there often to deposit/retrieve my brother when I am on break from my school. Especially when he participated in a play during my spring break (the week before yours) and I had to go up to that place between two and four times a day.

Your graduation was good; when I think of graduating high school, I'm hard-pressed (or maybe I've repressed) to remember anything surrounding my own. I stood in a room, then I stood in a hall, then I stood on a field, and then I was home and there was some walking in between those events but... I see pictures of me and I'm making expressions and doing things that I can't quite associate with the actual me. Your graduation, on the other hand, was a very pleasant experience, from the pre-show to the post-game reception, and everything in between.

Hmm.

Milledgeville has brightened up considerably since Thursday and waking up to the sun punching me through my window this morning was pleasant beyond words.