I have spent the last three days in Chicago with three of my oldest friends. The kind of friends you make in middle school and then don't really hang out with much in high school but you know you're always there for each other. With those friends I took a 5 hour trip to the windy city with the main purpose to see the Beyoncé and Jay-Z concert. If there's one thing you need to know about me it's that I love me some Beyoncé...and Taylor Swift, weird combination but they're probably my favorite famous people. While I'd love to go on about that and the many fun things we did in America's third largest city I'll try to make these posts more concise because like I said, I'm no philosopher.
You learn a lot about people when you are forced (choose) to spend a lot of time with them. We all know that no two people are the same but it was just kind of crazy realizing how different our personalities had seemed to become and uncanny how similar they actually were. We really are a reflection of where we come from. We can be shaped by whatever current situation we are in but the way we view whatever we are faced with can have roots in our past. I'm not saying that your past has to label you for the rest of your life, just that it is an almost inescapable factor that will probably always have even the smallest impact on your decisions and attitude. I am happy that I was able to see first hand how what my friends have been experiencing have turned them into some of the most amazing young adults I know. I am also ecstatic to know that I have been a part of shaping into the great people I know they'll become.
Maybe I'm giving myself too much credit but hey, I have to get my plug in somehow!
The thing about change is that it is inevitable. It can happen slowly and without you ever really noticing it or you can find the exact moment. In school they always tell you that whatever you're doing is going to prepare you for the "real world." While that may true on some levels, most students realize that it is a lot of BS. (Tell me if I'm going to have to take this back sometime.) Over the last three days I have been experiencing the "real world." A stipulation that comes with growing up is the need for money. Gas, hotels, concert tickets, food, and taxis all start to add up. Saving and budgeting so you can splurge from time to time is an essential that I have learned. We also had to plan out a road trip and navigate around Chicago. CHICAGO. Planning is not something that I am exactly good at. We quickly learned that we would end up walking a lot to get around. For the most part we made it out alright, and nobody ran out of money. The most difficult part was when we were leaving the J+B concert (NOT to be confused with Justin Bieber) and we were unable to catch a taxi, we had to walk the 3 miles from Soldier Field to our hotel. It wouldn't have been too difficult if we weren't relying on all our phones which had all died from endless snapchat stories. Long story short we got lost. Tensions rose and nobody was having a good time wandering up and down the downtown streets of the murder capital of the midwest at 1:30 AM. I couldn't help but laugh during the entire thing. Laugh because we were lost, laugh because everyone was so angry, just laugh. And I think that's important, sometimes during your search you just have to take time to realize how funny your life can be. It may be funny in the, oh I shouldn't be laughing, sort of way, but funny nonetheless.
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