I was at a crossroads in my life, finishing up high school, about to make a decision some said was the biggest Id ever make. What to do after high school? And who better to discuss it with than a life long friend, one who had been there more times than I could count. We both shared ideas and dreams of what we wanted to do and see, some alike, some very dissimilar, but we both knew school somewhere would be the decision. I saw many of my friends, those less confident with themselves, join the military in hopes of finding there calling, for them I hope they do, for myself military was never of the question. I h

ad an idea of higher learning, one which was not well understood, unclear of what I might face and what failure it may result in, perhaps that is why it is most appealing, the uncertainty. "Hey man, finish this up and lets roll down to Ryan's and see what he has going on over at his pad." Said Erik. "All right" I said. As we got up and headed outside towards my shiny green, German sports sedan, eyes startled by the bright, spring, afternoon sun as we exited the front door.

After a nights rest at home and a solemn day at school, I decided to stop by Erik's house after class and see what he was up to and do what we normally about this time of day. I rolled into Erik's drive way around 3 o'clock on another beautiful spring afternoon, I parked my car beneath an old willow tree that stood about eighty feet tall. I stoped and gazed in awe as the sun lit up a bright background above the old willow tree and the light blue sky bordered its sagging branches forming a well defined silhouette. The warmth felt good on my skin as the sun beat down and the smell of fresh cut grass passed my nose while the sounds a distant guitar were heard in the back ground. I walked around to the back of Erik's house and up to the porch were he was sitting on an old wooden swinging bench practicing a few tunes. I had come to my decision on where to attend school, and I was going to tell him. I wanted to live on the west side of the state, and I was going to Western. I walked up the stairs and sat on a chair across the deck.. "How did your day go?" I asked. "Not bad, not bad, just Delia causing me drama, you know how she is. You think anything more about where your going to school?" "Yeah man, Im going to give Western a try, what about you? I replied. "My parents and I were thinking the same thing last night!" "Damn yo, were going to go to school together again." We decided not to room together from stories heard by older friends and their past experiences. At this point my mind was at rest, I had figured out the beginning of a plan for the future of my life, how much more complicated could it be I thought?

Erik and I had both been excepted to Western and kept it in mind as a good option and often fathomed what it might be like to attend the same school, like we had through middle and high school. Many of my classmates and friends were being accepted by large, famous Universities far from home, some f

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