Lost In Paris

I purchased my plane ticket before all the seats were taken. I wanted to go to paris so bad. I took a risk and flew to paris. On my first day in paris, i was super pumped to be there. I wanted to capture all of it. The next day we talked about love. I fell in love with love. Paris is where i tasted poetry. I really took note of all that was around me. I even considered becoming a tour guide like nelson. but like every vacation it gets to a point where your home sick a little or want to come home. I hit that point midway through 4th term. But, now that i have 1 class left, i want to go back to when we talked about love. I want another lesson, i want to have to make another video, i want to have everything i use to have. but now i have to leave paris. I have to go back to highland for a little and then start a two year class in Budapest. I am super excited and i loved every minute of paris, it was my favorite vacation i have ever been on. Hopefully i can use the experiences i learned in paris to help me through life. I guess we will see. So from paris to highland, Good bye Paris. I will miss you.

#realtalk

I know people read my blogs and know who i am. With that being said, I want to say something that i am proud to say. I am in love with Hannah Smith. I can't tell you what love is, but I can feel it. Its something I don't know how to explain. When i kiss her i get butterfly's in my stomach, It reminds me of the nervous feeling i get before i play a big game. I don't know why i get them. But, i love it.

You wanna hear real talk? okay, i love going places by myself. I love to take myself out to eat and sit there and think. People look at me like I'm weird, why would someone eat at a nice restaurant by themselves, but it doesn't matter to me. I love to sit and picture scenarios in my head of saving Hannah from someone, making a huge catch in a game, going to a big university, what i would do if i had 1 billion dollars. I picture myself raising my kids, speaking hungarian to an old lady in her house while we are both weeping, a young man that is confused and helping him see that perfect light. I sometimes get myself so wrapped up in my imagination that i will go to bed at 8 and lay in my bed and think about these scenarios and make them with great detail, i would stay up until 1 or 2 in the morning just thinking. Thats my real talk.

I Remember

I remember when I crashed my bike. I remember when walking to school, thinking I was so cool with my new rolling back pack. I remember knocking him out. I remember feeling bad. I remember the first time I saw her. I remember walking out of down the canyon by myself. I remember when we danced for the first time, the Hawaiian dance, and I remember the hug you gave me after. I remember when I couldn’t tell you apart. Now I don’t know how I got you confused. I remember my first varsity touchdown; I remember crying in the end zone. I remember all the work I put in, I remembered all the sleep I sacrificed, I remember my family supporting me when no one else did. I remember my dad believing in me when no one else did. I remember that moment, when I turned around to see everyone cheering. I remembering everything went blurry because of the tears in my eyes so I closed my eyes for a brief second and just listened to all the hope and support. I remember Daniel told me he believed in me and that we needed a big play out of me, he told me that he voted me as captain. I remember the feeling I got and thinking about what he said before I made the big play. I remember not talking to him anymore because he is too cool. I will always remember this season.

Enes Kanter