Regarding Life:
Life's really great sometimes. I mean, sitting here in a room I positively adore, shades down trying to hide the sunlight from my hangover while I sit and watch Dawson's Creek in my Michigan State hoodie.... it just feels so normal and so wonderful.
I love the realization that little things like this happen to everyone. I like knowing that I'm in a place entirely with people my age, going through the same drunken evenings, the same horrible exams, the same teachers that got bad reviews on Ratemyprofessor.com, all of it. And while it can seem like your problems or stress can isolate you from everyone, we're really all in the same boat.
There's nowhere I'd rather be. Watching the shadows of the tree outside the window waving in the breeze through the bamboo shades seems so comforting to me at this moment. This is one of those days where I wake up and really feel alive. I feel incredible amounts of pain (my body is kicking my ass for last night's extravaganza of bad decision making), and yet, I feel wonderful.
With a little over a month left here before summer sets into full swing, I find myself worrying over how much I'll miss this place. Maybe not just for summer, but what about when it all ends? Life in the real world? I sometimes wonder if I'll be able to handle it, but every day, I'm finding new reasons to understand: I'll be alright.
I can't explain what I'm thinking very clearly at the moment. It's all washed out with assorted shades of awe, and I really don't think I'd have it any other way. There's a month left, as I said, and with that, I'm going to do my best to make every last minute count.
I love the realization that little things like this happen to everyone. I like knowing that I'm in a place entirely with people my age, going through the same drunken evenings, the same horrible exams, the same teachers that got bad reviews on Ratemyprofessor.com, all of it. And while it can seem like your problems or stress can isolate you from everyone, we're really all in the same boat.
There's nowhere I'd rather be. Watching the shadows of the tree outside the window waving in the breeze through the bamboo shades seems so comforting to me at this moment. This is one of those days where I wake up and really feel alive. I feel incredible amounts of pain (my body is kicking my ass for last night's extravaganza of bad decision making), and yet, I feel wonderful.
With a little over a month left here before summer sets into full swing, I find myself worrying over how much I'll miss this place. Maybe not just for summer, but what about when it all ends? Life in the real world? I sometimes wonder if I'll be able to handle it, but every day, I'm finding new reasons to understand: I'll be alright.
I can't explain what I'm thinking very clearly at the moment. It's all washed out with assorted shades of awe, and I really don't think I'd have it any other way. There's a month left, as I said, and with that, I'm going to do my best to make every last minute count.