So, here we are. You all probably won't read this for a long while, since the blogging activity in BHS has seemed to decrease significantly, considering the last posts on other blogs are mine from the middle of LAST year!
Uhh, well I was also checking out the Norse Code website and was very dismayed to see that it hasn't changed since the beginning of last year either. I have discuss said issue with Charlie of the Apple variety, but have decided that it's not his fault. Come on, guys! You're the technically savvy ones of our generation... I think... Charlie doesn't know a single thing about computer stuff... that's why he has you! If he knew what he was doing, he would probably just do it himself. But hey, not all people are that cool! (Charlie, you're cool and you're still Walter to me) So, by the end of the year, you should 1) blog and 2) do something with that website.
So now... college advice for you outgoing seniors. Here's the thing, college is hard. In high school, I have come to realize, you didn't really have to study much, and the grades just sort of happened. Teachers gave you a second chance, or they helped you out with a little extra credit or a "Day of Rest." Well, I hate to break it to ya, but that's not college. Study... lots. Pull all-nighters... for a week straight. Skip meals and showers to do your homework. My first exam, I didn't understand this concept and you know, it didn't go so well. The week before finals (Dead Week), I was literally locked in a room with some ramen, a laptop, 3 different textbooks (for the same subject) and 3 other people for 5 days. Let's just say, the four of us smelled really nasty by the time our exam came around!
Now this doesn't mean that college is the worst thing ever. It's actually one of the best times of my life! I must say, it is the most fun I've ever had being completely broke. This is the oly time you can act like a junior high kid and an adult at the same time and have it be okay! And those 5 days in that smelly, hot, nasty room were some of the days I grew closest to the friends I have now.
You are responsible for everything in college. Everything. One time I lost my ID card, which gets me into buildings, feeds me, and identifies my body if I happen to get hit by a car while walking my imaginary pet turtle. Bummer, eh? Yup! Other times, I found I was responsible for my friends. Remember, you're an adult in college, and people will treat you like an adult. Several nights, my neighbors/friends would go to parties and come home drunk. Those are the nights you stay up until they come home, no matter what time it is, and make sure they get to bed safely, have a trash can by their head, and you give up your bed for them to sleep on, so they won't wake up their roommate. This is also what college is.
In your first year, you will most likely have the "Oh-Shoot-I'm-Really-An-Adult-Now" moment. Mine came at the Park County Jail. Yes, jail. At 9:00 in the evening, my friend and I saw police cars and ambulances outside the dorm. "Wonder who that's for," we pondered, while making our 4-year plan. Well, not 20 minutes later did our friend Michael come in with a very distraught look on his face. Where was his girlfriend? "Rachel was arrested," he said. So, for that night, Michael and I drove aimlessly around Tacoma, with mere ounces of gasoline left, and no food or money to speak of, trying to find the $1,000 cash to bail our friend out. Well, long story short it didn't happen, and we ran out of class the next day to recover our shoeless, hungry, restless Rachel from the sketchy-ghetto-land of Tacoma.
So, with all of this said, what do you think? College is so much fun, so much work, and so much responsibility. Seniors, choose your friends VERY wisely, for they will define much of who you are. It's easy to party, it's easy to drink, and it's easy to get down and dirty. Everyone knows it's all readily available. It's easy, but not admired by anyone. My friends and I find the craziest things to do, like climbing brick walls like Spiderman, and ambushing friends, dressed in black, with little seahorse squirt guns, and we don't look lame for it or make ourselves into complete idiots. So, be smart, work hard, and by-golly do some random, crazy, safe stuff! Try to teach a fat squirrel how to play tag, find an underground tunnel that goes throughout campus, pretend you are a spec. ops. dude, dress up in black, and run around in step to your own theme music until you run into a brick wall and get spotted by your foe.
To the rest of you Norse Code hooligans, someday soon you will be seniors too, and most of you will go on to college. It never hurts to start being randomly crazy now, but just remember that there is a time to buckle down and get stuff done.
You guys are super awesome people, and the people who teach you are too. Let me tell ya, Bigfork teachers do the best job at preparing you for what is to come. Don't take that for granted.
Remember to always brush your teeth after you eat sticky candy, get a haircut and get a real job, and don't forget to take your goldfish out for a walk because we all know that tiny bowl can get very stuffy.
Love you all... Da Cobra!!!
