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So, today I am packing up and leaving this city of Chicago. I wanted to go home so bad after winter break, I hated everything about Chicago. But, now that I'm actually leaving... I want to stay. I don't think Columbia is right for me, but I really like this city. Maybe I will return to go to UIC? Maybe I'll never return. Who knows... all I know is that I will miss all my friends I have made here. Steve, Pat, Michelle, Chris, Kristina and Mari. Oh goodness, what am I going to do when I can't walk across the street to hang out with Steve and Pat in Steve's apartment? What will I do when I can't complain about Matt with anyone? What about bitching about boys in general with Mari? Riding the el to who knows where and taking a bus for an hour to just go to a normal MALL!? It's so awesome to say I survived a year in Chicago, although I decided it's not for me right now, and Columbia definitely isn' for me at all... it was an experience and definitely worth every moment.
EVERY MOMENT.
EVERY MOMENT.