So finals are over and one of my most hectic semesters is completed (assuming I passed the two classes which don't have grades posted yet!! ah!). I've been back at home and having all kinds of flashbacks to my childhood and even random events from high school. I got to watch my youngest brothers participate in the Little Olympics and it brought me back to all sorts of memories in track, from competing in long jump in grade school to almost qualifying for state my freshmen year in long jump. Church always makes me reminisce of my varying enthusiasm throughout childhood and my bitterness and disillusioned feelings currently. Just being in my bedroom brings memories of moving around my furniture at 10pm deciding I needed a change. These memories also have brought mixtures of frustration, regret, happiness, ironic laughter, and many more. The thing about the past is just that, its over. While I have some anxiety of the coming summer plans and fall courses, I'm trying to remember its the little things like bike rides around the block with Mitch or playing DDR with Justin or watching Austin treat his dog like royalty which are usually the most memorable moments of any life.-Kristy
