I want to start writing again
Everyone says that getting involved with something you're passionate about is the best thing you can do for yourself, your future, and your life. I'm always nervous that when I try to do something new, or join a new group, that everyone is going to think I'm weird, and want me to go away. It really shouldn't matter though. Self appearances and other people's perceptions always make me nervous, but that's something I can, and can't, control.
So I'm going to try. This final project, which I'm already working on, for landscape graphics, is making me nervous. I need to execute it well, or I might not get accepted into the landscape architecture program, which would totally destroy my already-five-year plan.
I really just want a place to call home again. That's why I'm so excited for next year already. My room is the size of a closet, but it has two windows, an old fashioned radiator, but it's my own. My own space again. Roommate troubles are really weighing me down this year. We just have clashing lifestyles and views, but it's making me think so negatively of her and our situation. It doesn't help that the university housing division denied my request to swap rooms. I love it here, but I always hate all the bureaucracy.
But I do love it here, in Madison. Not Wisconsin, just Madison. I'm excited for summer, and summer school, and going to the zoo, and the beach. I love being outdoors here. It's not as peaceful as being outside in Duluth was, but it's always vibrant.
I am sad about not coming back to Duluth. If I could create perfect circumstances, I would be back there as much as I wanted too. But I'm not, due to circumstances, and it's sorrowful and saddening, yes, but there will always be another adventure
So I'm going to try. This final project, which I'm already working on, for landscape graphics, is making me nervous. I need to execute it well, or I might not get accepted into the landscape architecture program, which would totally destroy my already-five-year plan.
I really just want a place to call home again. That's why I'm so excited for next year already. My room is the size of a closet, but it has two windows, an old fashioned radiator, but it's my own. My own space again. Roommate troubles are really weighing me down this year. We just have clashing lifestyles and views, but it's making me think so negatively of her and our situation. It doesn't help that the university housing division denied my request to swap rooms. I love it here, but I always hate all the bureaucracy.
But I do love it here, in Madison. Not Wisconsin, just Madison. I'm excited for summer, and summer school, and going to the zoo, and the beach. I love being outdoors here. It's not as peaceful as being outside in Duluth was, but it's always vibrant.
I am sad about not coming back to Duluth. If I could create perfect circumstances, I would be back there as much as I wanted too. But I'm not, due to circumstances, and it's sorrowful and saddening, yes, but there will always be another adventure