This was going to be my second DBK article, but people at the Diamondback don’t write me back. Enjoy.
As I was driving in my car, listening to Sirius Satellite Radio (which for over 100 stations, doesn’t play a lot of good music), the song “Wake Me Up When September Ends” by Green Day came on over the speakers. From what I understand, and correct me if I’m wrong, the lead singer is not a huge fan of September. In fact, he doesn’t like it at all. Sure, I completely understand where he’s coming from. As a college student, we all are coming off of summer full of fun and a lack of schoolwork and responsibility. But I respectfully disagree with the lead singer of Green Day. Actually, I welcome September. Here’s why.
I’ve already told you why summer sucks in my previous article (thank you to the tens of… well, the ten people who read it), but even without comparing September to the long and boring summer, I find it kind of exciting. It’s the chance for new beginnings. A chance to show off your new wardrobe or the 15 pounds you lost (or gained) over the summer. It’s a chance to show yourself that you could do better in school or be more involved with clubs. It’s also a chance to spend all your summer earnings to get a small buzz at an overrated College Park bar. But, let me digress, as I am talking about the positives here.
For me, it’s a chance to improve on last semester. I find a weird thing happens over the summer: people forget everything that happened in the previous semester. I see it in my friends and I see it in myself. It seems like another lifetime ago, or even a fictional story that didn’t happen. Going with that, last semester I was a cold, miserable son of a bitch. I had a good reason. Well, scratch that. An average reason. I was studying for the LSATs, which made me completely miserable. I was devoting hours and hours to studying, which resulted in less time to socialize with my friends, as well as less time at the gym. As a result, my friends noticed I was always stressed and not being my normal self, in addition to the “LSAT 10,” the ten pounds I gained from not going to the gym.
Flash forward three months, as I have completed the LSAT (and did well, thank you very much) and a weight has been lifted off my shoulders, as well as my hips, thighs and buttocks. I look toward September as a chance for new beginnings, as well as the last chapter in my childhood. In my opinion, we should have short-term memory abou the past and look towards the future. The upcoming three months will provide new experiences, hard work, and harder laughs for most. Dwelling in the past, whether it is the easy summer months or even the last five years, is something I try to not think about. I try to look towards the future, and September is the perfect start for that.
So, to conclude, I disagree with you, Mr. Billie Joe Armstrong, leade singer of Green Day. September is great. It is a time for new beginnings. So, maybe on your next album, which by the way is very overdue (but I’m not the “Diversions” columnist), you should have a song, “Wake Me Up When September Starts.”