Memories of the Best Time of my Life, may be boring to some. sorry

When I lived in Montana, I loved it. I loved it more than I have ever loved living in a place. I spent 2 summers at my aunt's house in Deer Lodge Montana. When I was 15 and 16. Even though it was just for the summer I had the time of my life. I am pretty sure that small trip and break from regular life made me who I am today.
When I was a senior in high school, everyone around me was deciding what to do with the rest of their lives. I on the other hand, had it figured out. I knew where I was going, where I wanted to go. I had myself dead set on going to the College of St. Scholastica, yes, private, catholic. Me there. All figured out. I went on a tour of the campus, my parents were happy about it. I got a free shirt for applying for the college. I bought the Champion sweater shirt. I was dead set on it. Until I was tempted. Tempted by friends. I won't get into the details. Anyways the offer was that I would go to Montana, I could go to Montana State University in Bozeman Montana. I would not live on campus, one thing at the time I didn't want. I would have an apartment, a place of my own! What could be better!
So I bit the hook! Before I could talk myself out of it, I was crazy! Montana!! Again! How could I say no?! As my mother said, I made a "rash" decision. Meaning that I made a decision too fast without really thinking about it. In my mind "rash" is something you get when running in the woods and brushing up against some poison ivy, therefore getting an itch that no matter how much you scratch it, it continues to itch! (After thinking about that I know right now I have a rash. Not from poison ivy, but from the travel bug. No matter how much I scratch it, it never goes away. I don't think it ever will.) ANYWAYS! So there I was, ready for going to my expensive college, waiting for the email telling me my roommate's email so we could "develop" a relationship over the summer. Well, instead I just decided to move to Bozeman, live with Scott and that was that. I was excited beyond belief!
I knew that because I was so exctited that it was probably the right thing to do. Going to Scholastica, I would have gotten a good education, but for some reason going there didn't quite do it for me. I moved to Bozeman in July after graduation. It was GREAT! There was a lot of drama, but for the most part, I made so many good friends! I didn't stick with the whole school thing for very long.


To be continued....