I was walking to school. The high school was about five to seven miles from my home but it was a beautiful spring Colorado morning and it felt like the only logical choice to do with my time. My car was broken down, somewhere unknown in Albuquerque, New Mexico with little hope to ever get it back. My mom was pissed off that I had lied to her about driving to Texas to see my ex (first) girlfriend who I was still trying to win back and who never failed to break my heart every time I made an effort. This time, it was her prom. She asked me to come to hers and despite my car breaking down in the middle of the New Mexico desert, I scraped my remaining money together to get a one-way bus ticket to still make the event. Right after the prom, the inevitable played it’s part and I was once again left heart broken, this time stuck in Plainview, Texas.
Took a day of revisiting Southwestern Oklahoma State University campus today in Weatherford, Oklahoma to relive some nostalgia.
Talk about feeling old, but some really good memories here. It was good to catch up.
Field Training in ARMY ROTC, learning how to give field orders to our unit and carry them out in the time limit given.
A few days in Mexico, our Football team was invited to play against one of the leading colleges in Mexico City.