pre-curser to summer
Well, I am at home on a late Sunday afternoon. The sunshine is peaking through the trees outside and barely reaching inside of my room. This is just as I remembered my pre-NCSSM life. The same fresh smell mixed in with a nostalgic cool air from the air conditioner and the same lazy aesthetics of my cat laying around while I do work. I've missed this sense of home. I feel like every other time I have come home was to pass the time and quickly return to school to my "real" life, but now that that life is ending, I am gaining a sense of who I used to be back again.
While I am reminiscing on my former life, I am planning out my future life and filling out a course planner for university. It's confusing and frustration and kind of scary, but there are a lot of interesting courses. I'm also getting back to my roots and browsing a Russia "hipster" (who knew those existed?) while at the same time looking for study abroad programs in Switzerland. Hopefully, I will be able to take French classes next year, so I have some idea of the language.
I should also look for a summer job and take photos for my photography portfolio which is kind of due next week....
While I am reminiscing on my former life, I am planning out my future life and filling out a course planner for university. It's confusing and frustration and kind of scary, but there are a lot of interesting courses. I'm also getting back to my roots and browsing a Russia "hipster" (who knew those existed?) while at the same time looking for study abroad programs in Switzerland. Hopefully, I will be able to take French classes next year, so I have some idea of the language.
I should also look for a summer job and take photos for my photography portfolio which is kind of due next week....