Personal Narrative: If I Went Back To College

It is November 12 2016, I am currently drowning in college applications with deadlines nearing, once again, my mother and father have reminded me I have not fulfilled my responsibilities by constantly yelling, “James you’re running out time,” and “All your friends have been accepted.” With college and adulthood on the horizon, I have begun contemplating whether or not I am ready to grow up, furthermore, am I ready live on my own? How will I survive off ramen noodles and frozen pizzas as substance? Time has flown by rapidly, if only I had time to ponder appreciating moments of my adolescence. What if I had a ticket back to my childhood? I’d leave all the quarreling and pressure of my impending future to travel back to the good-ole days where uncertainties were nonexistent, before my aunt disrupted my extended family, before school dominated all my free time, before my passion for soccer changed to business, before all the neighborhood boys parted ways, and before my brother went off to college leaving his “little bro” alone. …show more content…
I miss the daily street football matches occasionally ending with my brother, Matt, snagging a “Hail Mary” pass or the street soccer tournaments where I scored the winning goal, blasting the ball into the trash bin. I miss the Airsoft wars that took place in our back yard with Matt going “Rambo” and hitting every “target” in sight. After a “hard” day of frolicking all the neighborhood boys would retreat inside to feast upon grilled cheese sandwiches prepared by my mom or my dad’s legendary Texas barbecue. The greatest moments were the morning after a sleepover when my mom made her famous “flipping flapjacks”, goodness if I close my eyes, I can hear the laughter when one of the boys failed to catch their