nostalgia hits.

it's been almost a year since I graduated from high school.  It's been a year and 4 months since I decided to attend Utah State.  I can't believe how fast time flies, and how much can change in a month, let alone a year or more. The past few days many friends from home have been catching up with me, wondering when I will be returning home. I want things to be the same between all my friends, but we've all grown up in different ways, and some have grown apart because of that.  Senior year was the best year I have ever experienced.  Band was great. Church was great.  I had free time, and nap time, and was 18, so I was able to go to so many more concerts.  I volunteered 40 hours at SXSW and got a free wristband for it.  My car broke down in downtown Austin at 3 in the morning.  I decided that I wanted to be a teacher, not a nurse, and I was in ECP which was probably the best class I could have ever taken.  I began to appreciate Austin for the great city it was. I can't even begin to hit everything that I loved about my senior year.  Oh, pancake and pajamas day? Valentine's weekend? Peach ice cream and enchanted rock? Also fantastic. or fantasmic.
I guess I bring this up because it's what I think it will be like once I return, but I know it is not so.  There will still be the great sonic trips (iced tea and dr pepper, extra cherry please!) and game days, amy's ice cream and the cows. However, the majority will have summer jobs, classes to take and homework to do, as well as new friends and new experiences that have slowly, but surely changed them.  Why is it that I fear change? As the end of the school year approaches, I realize I am not counting down to the end of school.  Why? My life in Utah is at Utah State University.  All my friends are here.  Outside of Logan, I have grandparents and aunts, uncles, and cousins, but they all have their own lives, their own friends.  I feel like I am leading two different lives, one in Logan, and one in Austin.  I am still the same person, but it's just different.  I am not saying I hate Logan, or I don't want to go home.  I guess I don't really know what I'm saying. I guess I'm just ranting, trying to figure out what I am feeling.
Tonight I sign up for classes for fall 2010.  It's seems so far away I can't even imagine it.  I keep having this thought that something will be drastically different next semester, and it kind of freaks me out.  Yes, the future freaks me out. (motion city soundtrack anyone?)  This summer will be one crazy roller coaster for sure.  Well, here's to the good times had, and the good times to come.
P.s. I saw Barcelona last night with Mason and Katie. I LOVE BARCELONA! They were magnificent and I have been wanting to see them for a year and a half.  :)