Seeing the Knoxville skyline for the first time in months was awesome. I admit, I was jumping, giddy, super pumped to be back in K-Ville for sophomore year in college. Of course, this marked the end of summer for me. Back up north, my friends are still having three more weeks (ish) of summer, still hanging out, still working, still relaxing like there's not a care in the world.
I do not get such luxury, but I couln't be happier. Of course, this sudden change in routine does allow one to look back and analyze how the summer went.
There were two simple sides to this past summer.
The first side involves all the "positive" aspects. I got to travel to many amazing places (i.e. Puerto Rico) and meet/hang out with some extraordinary people that make my life that much more fruitful (see NSCS blogpost, for instance). Great memories were made and I loved every moment. Plus, I made money. Always awesome.
The other side involves the "negative" aspects. Not necessarily in a literal sense, but more in a way of improvement and growth. Coming off such a monumental year, I was really excited to continue to grow and mature and what not. I had a long, long list of books that I planned to read. I planned to talk with many people that would keep me from straying off course, so to speak.
To an extent, I succeeded. In reality, my laziness came back to bite me.
So, I didn't read every single book I wanted to and I didn't have all the conversations, but I believe that I was extremely encouraged and inspired by what I experienced, what I saw, and what I felt over these two months. I have noticed sides of people that I would not have expected to witness and I was able to tell people my story, while at the same time note on what I have to do in order to mature and become a stronger person.
Overall, a great, successful summer. I am happy.
School life starts back up now and I am back on Rocky Top.
The Yankee is returning
ReplyDeleteOh What a joyous day!
Coming back for learning
Who knows how long he'll stay?
From a distant land he travels
To the fields of of green and blue
What joys to unravel
While at this purty schoo
Our Robby likes to write
He also likes to speak
He rides into the night
On his trusty, sturdy steed
With open arms and smiles
We welcome his return
It seems it's been a while
Since I've called him "little turd"
I look forward to this year
The experiences God allows
And as you come I hope you hear
"Robby, welcome back to the south!"