I just spent a very interesting weekend with some awesome people. Oak Brook College of Law has many students and alumni (and relatives of said) of which to be proud.
First of all, I got to see Dad and Kathy (his fiancée) on Friday, since Casey was up here playing in a soccer tournament. I like Kathy. Well, I like Dad too. And Casey. But if I continue, this post could get a bit long...
I hitched a ride up the four-hour trip to Sacramento yesterday to go to the wedding of an Oak Brook alumnus. I had met the bride and groom once. They didn't even know my name. And yet it was still a blast, and no one felt awkward. That's just how it is with OBCL, I guess. We're like family. (Except for the part about not knowing each other...)
Large-group conversations are always rather intriguing for me. If you know me, which you very likely do, I'm rather introverted, shy, untalkative, etc., unless either (1) it's just you and me, or (2) I know pretty much everyone really well. We had 33 people from OBCL at the after-party, and as you might guess, I did NOT know everyone really well. Ergo, Landon = listener.
What's odd is that I've always wanted to be the life of the party, the funny joke and good story teller, and I just assumed that when I grew up (and out of that shyness) I would become the most interesting person on the planet. And yet, here I am, at the ripe old age of 19, and still boring as dirt. And not so good at similes either.
As I see it, there are three possible solutions to this issue:
1. Say, "This is how God meant me to be," and just continue in blissful introversion.
2. Take classes on how to become an extrovert. I think there could be some potential in this. "Alright, class, this weekend your homework will be have three conversations in groups of 6 or more. Record your conversations, and we will go over your transcripts on Monday."
3. Go through long periods of introspection, analyzing the situation from every possible angle, and end up not changing a whit.
Guess which one I'm going to do!
Lest this brief excursion into the inner workings of my mind give you an inaccurate opinion of my enjoyment of this weekend, let me just say that I enjoyed it immensely and had a great time. The ambiance of camaraderie, fellowship, and brother/sisterhood of the alumni was just awesome (Oak Brook is a close-knit group). And hearing tales of times long past told in witty and humorous anecdotes, the characters of which I have finally started to get acquainted with in the last couple months, made for a very enjoyable weekend. And, of course, seeing J+C+J2!
I miss my family.
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LOL, Landon, I never thought of you as an introvert, but maybe that's just because you know everybody in our class. :) Regardless, sometimes introverts are my favorite people to hang around with, maybe because I'm seriously lacking in that quality myself. Anyways, God bless on your work and your studies, and hope you get to see your family again soon!
You are an introvert, and I think it's awesome. I mean gosh, when we go out to Outback, I don't want any more competition, I have enough to deal with with Tyler, and Michael.
That title, it has the same meter as The Walrus and The Carpenter...was that on purpose?
I would pick #3 too...but if you run across any extroversion classes, let me know.
It was indeed, Matt. The best poem ever. And I'm glad you all appreciate me just the way I am. I feel like I'm back in Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood.
I don't think dirt is boring (it's really a vast, complicated and varied complex subject) and I don't think you are either. And, 19 is not very OLD - give it time, Landon! Thanks for sharing, you crack me up.
Well, no comments other than to say it was REALLY fun getting to see you and watching J2's reaction to seeing Uncle Landon was priceless (to us).
So, what is it like to A.) be an introvert and B.) know how to spell. Love your blog Landon. I really like your sense of humor. (that last statement may give you cause to worry.)
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