This journey of one man, one stunningly attractive, well cultured man, begins where any good journey begins. Middle School. Ah middle school, the days where women start to fascinate the young mind and armpit hair is the subject of every lunch time discussion between blossoming young gentlemen. The hallowed halls of middle is where we find our hero, Nathan, a below average height lad with locks of hair so gold, John Smith from Pocahontas once tried to shave Nathans head, believing his hair was currency. I digress. Nathan was an amazing student his first year and a half of middle school, recording an impressive record of 100% A’s and 0% everything else. However, dark times were on the horizon for our young hero, as he was about to learn his first of many glaring lessons. The wrong friends can ruin even the most promising individual. That brings us to second semester of young Nathan’s 7th grade year.Enter his new found group a friends, a group who all together acquired more detentions then they did passing grades throughout their whole lifetime. These terrific influences in Nathans life persuaded him to accomplish many important missions that semester such as skipping class, pranking people at lunch, and removing the roller balls out of the bottoms of the mice in the computer lab so they no longer functioned. Our hero suffered dearly for his actions. The result: He spent his 8th grade year pent up in the penitentiary of home, being schooled by his mother and having no social life. His first of many learning lessons was complete. Lesson number 1: The influences in your life impact you more than you will ever know.
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8th grade year… the year of all years for a middle schooler! Its like senior year, except your in middle school so its nothing like it but as a middle schooler you feel no difference. As previously mentioned, i was incarcerated at home for my “year of all middle school years” which at the time was actually fantastic. I “learned through an online program, K-12. All of my school work was on line, which if your a teenage boy, was absolutely fantastic. I would google most of my answers for homework and tests, get the work done lickity split, then play computer games all day all the while making it look like i was actually doing my work. It was like being at a carnival all day, every day! The only downfall to this carnival was my study habits and skills which had made me an excellent student before i fell of the proverbial cliff in 7th grade were all but gone. When i returned to public school my freshman year of high school, i discovered that not only were most of my social skills gone from playing Miniclip games all day but my study habits were ruined, leading me to a dismal 3.2 Gpa during the easiest semester of high school and only spiraling downward from there. Lesson 2: Study Skills matter…. a lot.
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Throughout my high school days, my study skills improved at the same rate the a persons body odor improves when sprayed with a skunk. (for you slower readers out there, that means they deteriorated, my study skills got worse) Being the well educated, well cultured, well prepared individual i was, once i graduated high school, i had a solid life plan to attend an ivy league school, where my smoking hot model of a girlfriend and i would study brain surgery and Law ethics. AAAAAAHHHHHH who am i kidding i had no idea what i was going to eat for lunch the day after graduation, let alone where my life was headed in the next few months. Eventually, i ended up attending the worlds finest community college, Aims Community College in Greeley, Colorado and living in the bachelor pad that was my grandparents basement. (Seriously, my Grandma makes the best rhubarb pie of anyone on this side of the mason-dixon line, the ladies were flocking to the house to get a bite) After a decently successful semester at Aims, i transferred to Chadron State College, which is where the third stop on our learning train comes to a brief stop. After a decent first semester of school here at Chadron that spring of 2013, i returned home a well educated man with a year of higher education under his belt, ready to begin my career as a brain surgeon. After an incident with a koala and a clown named bobo (long story) i decided to give up on my brain surgeon career and returned to Chadron the fall of 2013. Fall of 2013 was by far the worst semester of school i could imagine. Genious me came to the realization that school was not important, my major at the time (geoscience) was useless and once again i did not want to be at school, around school, or hear the mention of school. I hated the school system, i believed students were set up to memorize aimlessly and not a lot of actual learning took place in between the walls of most of the schools across the country. I stopped attending class about 3 weeks before school got out, slept most the day, drank to much, and jacked around. It was my way of “getting even” with the putrid school system! ha, take that! at semesters end, i officially withdrew from school and returned home. Only i did return home with a goal and direction in mind. I was going to learn to work on Helicopters. What did i learn from my fall 2013 semester at Chadron. Its simple: One can not simply skip all of his classes and receive a passing grade.
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Our adventure with the now 19 year old Nathan has taken some dark twists wouldn’t you say oh reader of this blog? Nathan, now a college dropout with no study skills has decided to try his hand at maintaining multi million dollar aircraft! wonderful! His time to learn such a trade would come in March, March 12 to be exact. I can tell you personally, 3 months is a lot of time, and it can change a man in very positive ways. Once i returned home and began working while waiting to ship off to Helicopter Mechanic School, i had a lot of time to reflect on my life, where i was headed, and what i wanted to do. I came to the realization one day that my attitude was one similar to Grumpy from Snow white and the 7 Dwarves. My attitude toward school was awful and that was the reason i had failed so miserably, it was not the school systems fault. I fixed my attitude, fixed my outlook on life, and by the time i arrived in Newport News, Virginia, i was a new man, ready to conquer the challenge at hand. I used lessons i had learned earlier in life, specifically staying away from negative influences and developed some study skills. I kept my nose in the books, studied harder than anyone, worked harder than anyone, never tried to be popular or win over new friends. The friends i made and kept were ones with similar work ethic and ideals. Through it all, at the end of the 4 month school, i graduated top of my class with a 97% average on tests. Even though many of the students in the class had years more of mechanical experience, through hard work and a drive i was able to accomplish my goal. Lesson 4: I can do anything i set my mind to. I am as talented as anyone, and if i’m not, if i work harder than them, it will make up for what i lack.
Our journey is near an end. Young Nathan has grown up some (more physically than mentally) and is back at Chadron State College. Last semester, our golden haired hero had one of his finest semesters ever. He is still learning, still growing, and the lesson he is trying to teach himself currently is on efficiency and valuing time. 16 credit hours, including Botany and Chemistry, working full time, and constantly having to drive 6 hours back home to Colorado Springs almost every other weekend means time is a valuable commodity for young Nathan. Using previous lessons of surrounding himself with positive influences, developing solid study skills, attending class, and hard work, he will accomplish whatever he sets his mind to. His journey is just beginning an it is guaranteed to be an exciting one. Oh by the way, when he returned to school last semester, he changed his major to Physical Science EDUCATION. (He figured if he wanted to see the education system change in anyway, to help the youth of our nation, he might just have to do it himself)