It's over. Freshman year, gone. It's hard to believe--it went by so fast. I keep wondering if there are things I wish I had done, or not done, this year. I guess if I'm having to wonder about it, probably not. But there are still some moments when I wish I had taken school a bit more seriously, wish I had found "somebody," wish I hadn't kissed a certain few boys or gone on a certain few dates, wish I had told my roommate I love her more often, wish I had figured out that I didn't want to be an English major sooner, wishing, wishing, wishing. I know these probably aren't things that will haunt me for all eternity or anything like that, but occasionally they pop up in my head and it would be nice if I could do something about them. Or maybe not. Maybe it's better that I have to mull over them all and see where they take me. After all, without making such so-called mistakes, how can I ever learn or grow? And that is, in fact what college is about (not getting piss-drunk every night, gasp), learning and growing.
So in that spirit, I'd say freshman year=success. Hope everyone is adjusting back alright; I don't know about anyone else, but my house feels a bit less like home now (then again, I moved across town and have only spent, hmm, six nights here before?) and on top of that, having a computer with a mouse again is really throwing off my typing skills.
Anyway, just a heads-up: this is going to get converted into my personal travel blog in about a week and a half. I leave for Spoleto, Italy, on the 14th, and I'll be documenting in writing (and hopefully some pictures) all about it on here, so if you or anyone you know wants to creepily keep up with my life from afar, I intend for this to be my primary mode of communication with the rest of the world.
Alright, good night. Wander on.
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