t-shirts
april 20th was my interview with the gbi. i think they like me... they really like me!!! (a la sally field) coolest question ever: how do you feel about dead bodies? i took it in stride. the whole thing went very well, and i even did well on the surprise tests they threw at me. 2 weeks later i got the callback. i think they like me. to date i have interviewed, taken a general knowledge test, a writing test, a polygraph test, been fingerprinted, and tomorrow i will be sending them just about every one of my deepest darkest secrets... for real. really though, i am mailing off a huge pack of 411 that describes everything i've done since i was yanked from the womb. on top of that, character references and personal friends will be contacted to get all manner of dirt on yours truly, and i will be subjected to a pee test as a final precursor to a job offer. i hope i get it. we will know in under a month's time if things work out. in the meantime, i will be slaving away at...
the joy!
as much as worry struggled to overstress my final semester at faulkner, it breathed it's last on saturday, may 6th when i walked across the stage. i have finally graduated after too many years and it feels great. actually, it feels like i'm halfway done, seeing how there are 4 more years of law school to come until i see the light of day. kidding. really, i guess being halfway done should be like being at the zenith of the hill and looking down. will it really be a smooth trot downhill though? let's save that until june 12th, aka lsat from hades day. satan invented logic games. i swear it. ugh!
my graduation weekend was a blast, if not for the parties, then for the fact that i got to sleep and lay around half passed out not having to care about getting a paper done or notes studied. i got to think about nice things like breathing while i watched movies all day on sunday and soaked it up in the hot tub with my soulmate, lafawnduh. correction for correction's sake: that should read 'cuddling on the couch with my bff, jen.' a lot of my extended family, as well as my folks, drove into town, and we had quite the fiesta at jen's place. loved it. we broke out the breadsticks at olive garden. loved it. dined on the richest of fare at the catfish house. loved it. allaround great weekend.
which brings me current with this week, and even to this moment: packing. all good things must draw to a close, as better days lay ahead, waiting just behind doors pushed to. it's been 4 years here in montgomery, breaking out of my stodgy old shell to welcome new friends in. making new friends. finding best ones. exploring new depths of brokenness. reaching new heights on eagles' wings. i've learned a lot here, and made some memories that are burned into me for good, for better, for the best. i take with me no regrets from this place, this stopping-by point on the road to wherever God leads. He has been good and patient and gracious, so gracious, to me and i am thankful for it all.
i am packing up the last of my things right now. i've found that even though i make efforts to purge my wardrobe of older, unworn, and outdated clothing there is always something to be rid of the next year. it used to be ugly sweatshirts and baggy jeans. these days, it happens to be t-shirts. i can't get rid of t-shirts. i have managed to throw away many over the years until i have reduced them down to shirts from special events and monumental occasions. every t in my closet has special significance. i have had to decide upon some criterion for shaving this elite selection down to the few, the proud, the survivors. it was difficult, but in a divine moment i waxed philosophical and i realized this: i need to move on. a shirt is just a shirt, but i am about to be a 25-year old man, and i need to move on. whatever i get rid of needs to be gotten rid of because i am a man on the move, and it is time to move on. goodbye acu shirts, goodbye force shirts, goodbye tie-dye summer camp shirts. i am moving on. goodbye spring break shirts, goodbye ugly colored novelty shirts, goodbye goofy-inside-joke-iron-on shirts. i am moving on.
t-shirts have always signified memories that i never wanted to leave behind. i may be traveling to atlanta with a lighter load this weekend, but i will never forget where i came from, the people i loved, and the experiences that have left an imprint on my life. i'll be back.
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