Last night was the big Bryant/Benton rivalry, the Salt Bowl. I've gone to this game ever since I can remember. The past three years I've been in the band and have enjoyed each Bryant football game. Yesterday, I came back home from college and went to the big game. I was excited to go and see everyone--just like old times. It's not like old times. I don't know "everyone." I didn't know all the football players and I wasn't in the band. It was a good game...don't get me wrong. It just wasn't the same. I always told myself I'd be apart of the Hornet spirit. I am...in a way. I just never thought it would feel like this.
WAKE UP, KATELYN. You're in college. It's just weird. I don't miss high school. I'm just jealous of that feeling. The rush I got every time I stepped on the field at half time to perform for the crowd is unexplainable. I don't have that anymore. I can't have that anymore. I've begun a new chapter in my life. It's time to find something else that can give me that rush.
For those of you that told me it would never be the same again and I didn't believe you, I'm sorry. You're right. Admitting that sucks...just so you know. Sometimes I just don't want to grow up. Now I have to study all the time and actually make decisions that will affect my life. Having said that, I would like to thank everyone that has made any kind of impact on my life. You know who you are. You've helped prepare me for the things I am experiencing and will experience in the future. I couldn't do this without you.
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