There's No Place Like Home...
Hi kids!
So I have an hour break between classes, and instead of doing something productive I am sitting in the library checking Facebook and email and LiveJournal. Haha oh college...
I think I am finally happy here. Like, even when I gave that talk on our last peer min retreat about how St. Joe's was where God wanted me, I still wasn't completely convinced. But after visiting pretty much every other school this weekend, I realized that I really am meant here. I mean, I'm sure I could've been happy anywhere I went- it's kind of like high school. I probably would've been very happy at AHS, but I was meant to be at Feehan. I probably would've been very happy at PC, but St. Joe's just fits me so well. Sure, I still don't love everything. And it's still hard to be away from home sometimes. But my major is like the best thing in the world for me, and no other school has it. And my Koinonia group just makes my life. As does my service-learning class. And the Jesuit Masses. I think you get my point. Plus, my school is very non-competitive as far as grades are concerned. I don't feel the pressure to outdo everyone that I felt in high school. Maybe it's just because it's the beginning of the year, or maybe it's just how college is in general. Whatever it is, I like it. I am just a much happier person over-all.
With that said, it was so freaking amazing to be home for the long weekend. I can't even describe the feeling I got when we were landing at T.F.Green and I saw real foliage for the first time this fall. And just being in an area I'm familiar with, where people say wicked and wear Red Sox and Pats attire, completely made my life. And sleeping in my bed and taking a shower without flip-flops = amazing. Not to mention seeing all of my loves. It was so wonderful to just hug people and see how many things will probably never change. It was incredibly comforting. As was going to Feehan. It felt like a huge family reunion, and it was so nice to feel like people were genuinely happy to see me. That's probably part of the reason I'm happy I go to school far away. I feel like all the loneliness and missing people build up so much that when I get home it is soooooo exciting I can hardly contain myself.
Okay I need to go to Spanish class now but I love you all mucho! :)
**In a thousand years and a thousand tears, I'll come finding my original crew**
So I have an hour break between classes, and instead of doing something productive I am sitting in the library checking Facebook and email and LiveJournal. Haha oh college...
I think I am finally happy here. Like, even when I gave that talk on our last peer min retreat about how St. Joe's was where God wanted me, I still wasn't completely convinced. But after visiting pretty much every other school this weekend, I realized that I really am meant here. I mean, I'm sure I could've been happy anywhere I went- it's kind of like high school. I probably would've been very happy at AHS, but I was meant to be at Feehan. I probably would've been very happy at PC, but St. Joe's just fits me so well. Sure, I still don't love everything. And it's still hard to be away from home sometimes. But my major is like the best thing in the world for me, and no other school has it. And my Koinonia group just makes my life. As does my service-learning class. And the Jesuit Masses. I think you get my point. Plus, my school is very non-competitive as far as grades are concerned. I don't feel the pressure to outdo everyone that I felt in high school. Maybe it's just because it's the beginning of the year, or maybe it's just how college is in general. Whatever it is, I like it. I am just a much happier person over-all.
With that said, it was so freaking amazing to be home for the long weekend. I can't even describe the feeling I got when we were landing at T.F.Green and I saw real foliage for the first time this fall. And just being in an area I'm familiar with, where people say wicked and wear Red Sox and Pats attire, completely made my life. And sleeping in my bed and taking a shower without flip-flops = amazing. Not to mention seeing all of my loves. It was so wonderful to just hug people and see how many things will probably never change. It was incredibly comforting. As was going to Feehan. It felt like a huge family reunion, and it was so nice to feel like people were genuinely happy to see me. That's probably part of the reason I'm happy I go to school far away. I feel like all the loneliness and missing people build up so much that when I get home it is soooooo exciting I can hardly contain myself.
Okay I need to go to Spanish class now but I love you all mucho! :)
**In a thousand years and a thousand tears, I'll come finding my original crew**