"Story of My Life"

Last week, Ms. Serensky announced that instead of humming little jingles for Bobbie’s Blog Banter, she would start up the blog talk with music from her own ipod.  I loved the sound of this new idea. Given Ms. Serensky’s uniqueness, I was excited not only to hear the music she likes and listens to, but also to see the unprecedented parallels she would draw between the blogs and the lyrics. On Thursday, as the music began to play, I recognized her song choice as I had heard it the song before on the radio and on Guitar Hero. After a few seconds of “I know this song!! What is it called again? Ah shoot! I know this!” I realized Ms. Serensky had chosen “Story of My Life” by Social Distortion. I returned home that day to investigate the lyrics of the song which had not been played in Bobbie’s Blog Banter. The lyrics, “Life goes by so fast/You only want to do what you think is right/Close your eyes and then it’s past” caught my attention. Not only did this song relate to English class but also it related to my current situation. Almost a second-semester senior, it seems as if we received our third grade Gurney t-shirts, with “2011” on the back, only a few months ago. I remember talking to my friends at the time, about how far away “2011” seemed. “It will never come,” we joked. Until this reflection, I had not realized how quickly time has seem to have passed since my first day of kindergarten. I am left to wonder, will the rest of my life seem to pass this quickly, too? As I continued to scan the lyrics of “Story of My Life,” I again stopped as I read, “ Good times come and good times go/ I only wish the good times would last a little longer/ I think about the good times we had and why they had to end.” I must admit that when people ask me, “Hey, do you know where you’re going to college yet?” I become excited at the thought of leaving high school behind me to start a new chapter of my life. However, these lyrics really got me thinking. Will I end up missing this town?  Will I make as close friends in college as I have made here in “the bubble?” When looking back upon my high school years, will I actually wish that I could have stayed here longer?  I guess most of these questions cannot be answered until at least next September, but even after thinking about these somewhat depressing lyrics in Ms. Serensky’s song, I still feel more than ready to explore this new chapter in the “Story of My Life.”