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I was born nineteen and one half years ago.

Childhood: "Anything you can do I can do better; I can do anything better than you."

Age 11: "It's hard to be me. Maybe I should be someone else..."

Age 13/14: "I need to be better, faster, smarter, bigger, and stronger than I am now. "

Age 17: "I guess I'm okay with myself."

August 26, 2009, 10:14 A.M. Age 19.5: I am Grant Haun, and I like it.

I Am Aware of All Towering Traditions

Today was such a good day.

I normally suck at meeting people, but somehow things went better today.

I am sore and I like it.

Soon I will post something with more substance, but for now...
...that's all, folks!

Giddy...

...I am in Nashville.

I'm lovin' it!

God is great.

Leaving on Friday

PackedyPackPackPacking

Buh Bye Buh Bye Bye folks

I'm LikeLuhLikeLuhLikeLikeLikin' the looks of this.

Incurable Cynicism To Unrelenting Contentedness

"I can't believe it's been _______ ago."
"I can't believe that was just _________ ago."
"It's weird to think that that was _________ ago."
"I can't believe it's already over."
"I can't believe it's only been _________."

Ever heard one of these phrases come out of my mouth? Well, you're about to hear (or read, I guess) another: "I can't believe summer is almost over!"

What is it about my perception of time that causes me to look back and say these things? How does one go about feeling time pass?

Another token phrase: "It's weird to think that just a year ago, I had no idea I would be where I am now."

A year ago, I was about to leave Bolivar, Missouri, the place I had called home for eighteen years and go off to college in Birmingham, Alabama. I was so excited. Older friends and family members had built up college as being one of the best parts of their lives because they made so many friends, learned so much, and made so many good memories. Needless to say, I went off to college with high expectations, and an optimistic, positive notion of how my first year would go.

I did not have this experience.

Now, a year later, I'm about to go off to a new school. I'm still excited. I still want to have a positive attitude and an optimistic outlook. However, this time I can't help but have low expectations. As long as the experience I have at Belmont is 0.01% better that it was at Samford, I'll be satisfied. Scratch that. Even if it ends up being worse than Samford, I'll be satisfied.

Because God is in control.

All I need is God.

And that is what I learned from this past year. Even though I've known that to be true in black and white for most of my life, I really experienced it for real last year.

That's all.

I can't wait to be in Nashville.