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I'm sitting here trying to figure out what is more important to write about right now. There has been so much going on this week and I couldn't possibly decide what is more important to address first.
No matter how mind numbing it all is, I can still feel myself continuing to turn to the window next to me and just gaze out... who cares about all the stressful relationships in my life right now?

I think it really hit me earlier today at lunch.
I swear every time I drive those thirty minutes back home to the small town I grew up in I learn more there than I ever do at college.
You'd think that college would be so full of life lessons..
But it's so ass backwards.
I go home for the weekend, and it's a whole new world there. All the people are so much more deep there now.
I met up my best friend for lunch today and another guy I graduated with came over to the table to say hello. Being the small town it is, we ended up eating lunch with him too. My friend disappeared off to get something, and the more I sat there and talked to this guy the more caught off guard I was.

Here all this time I thought the small town country boys were lacking this common knowledge and overcompensating with their jacked up trucks, party stories, and report cards full of F's, when really they were living.

He just sat there and told me his life like it was. Simple for him. One of realest people I've talked to in a week.

I guess what I'm getting at is that I don't care about status quo. If I can't hear God telling me anything else this week, that's what the one thing I have been sent a clear message about. I'm just so grateful that he has put these people in my life to display that to me.

When I finally do leave this place, I'm not going to remember what I did that was part of living the "college life", what I'm really going to rely on is the types of relationships that I formed with the real people. People like me.