Hey, it's Jess. I'll be honest, this isn't going to be a funny post this time. I love funny posts because I'm filled with real funny stories, but tonight is not one of those nights. I'm a poet and tonight I'm feeling poetic. I won't write poetry though. Poetry bores most everyone except for English junkies. So I'll just write about how I'm feeling.
Tonight is my last night in New York. Rather, it's my last night as the men's gymnastics SID. I'm packing my belongings into two suitcases and calling it quits. TWO suitcases. Nuts, huh? After three years, two suitcases is all I have to show for them. Well, not really. I've met some of the most amazing people in the entire world, people that will remain in my heart forever. I've even made a few wonderful friends (friends that will hopefully become famous and further my careers (cough, cough Jersh and Steph-onn). :) And, I've seen some of the most beautiful places - Palo Alto a few times, NYC, Norman, OK, (haha, riiiight. Not the most beautiful place, but fucking fun). I've eaten the best sushi in the world with Francis Allen and now have learned to appreciate GOOD sushi (not the crap you find in NE). And, most of all, I've learned never to settle. I will never, ever settle. Josh taught me that. Josh is going to be famous some day. To be honest, I never believed in people becoming famous. I thought people were born into fame. But this kid - WOWza - he is born to be great. And I am, too, right? I know I am. But finally, someone came along in my life to tell me about greatness. For that, I am appreciative. I have NO idea what is about to come next for me. I have a few interviews lined up in places I've never been to, but that's okay for me. I'm ready to move on. I'm ready to move forward with my life.
Anyway, I'm going to cut this short because I have a long day a head of me tomorrow, but I just wanted to vent right now. I'll probably have a beautiful poem coming soon, but for now, this is all I have.
Thank you, NU men's gym, for some of the best years of my life.