Those Stories Plus

Some things take a long time to learn, some lessons are ever-changing, the teacher that is experience does not grade on a curve. Experience also rarely gives you time to study before the test, but you are given a lifetime to go back and check your answers, only for partial credit of course. All too often, especially when pertaining to things we really want, we often expect others note's to be the same as ours, but experience does not teach the same way twice. This seems to be especially true the further the age difference between our fellow life classmates become. I have been struggling with patience, a rather surprising outcome seeing as I am readily viewed, by myself and others, to be astoundingly patient. It seems I cannot understand why I have reached a certain point in my lessons, but many others are far behind, or reading from an entirely different book. It is with this that I must regain patience, I remember my teacher that was experience from four years ago, a teacher that saw me out of a long relationship, that helped me write a book, that allowed me to burn some bridges and build new ones as well. At that time, experience led me through courses I did not ever expect to take, curriculum that was foreign, but exciting and fun. It led me on a path that granted four more years of learning and love and incredible companionship. Sure, stresses and hard times raged about like ever-present storms, but after the class is dismissed and you look back through the weather, everything truly was amazing. So many new friends, so many rekindled relationships and so much love, crazy stupid love, as if any other kind were possible. Now I sit, four years after the most recent course started, wondering why I sit alone. I passed, not with flying colors by any means, none of us do, but surely I do not deserve detention for my behavior. I am not in detention though, I am simply outside the classroom waiting for another to start. I also wait for those who have just begun their early 20 courses, because I cannot help them cheat, but I can help with answers. While I wait I just need to remember patience, I feel I know where my next course is, I have picked out a major if you will, I know what I want and what I want to do. Now it is simply about listening, learning new lessons, and not trying to hurry my classmates through their own lessons. I leave you all with a section of dialog from one of my favorite TV shows of all time. A show called Sports Night, I feel it very accurately details my current feelings and ideas.


Casey: Technically, I have a plan.
Dan: What's the plan?
Casey: It's Napoleon's plan.
Dan: Who's Napoleon?
Casey: A 19th century French emperor.
Dan: You're cracking wise with me now?
Casey: Yes.
Dan: Thanks.
Casey: He had a two-part plan.
Dan: What was it?
Casey: First we show up, then we see what happens.
Dan: That was his plan?
Casey: Yeah.
Dan: Against the Russian army?
Casey: Yeah.
Dan: First we show up, then we see what happens.
Casey: Yeah.
Dan: Almost hard to believe he lost.