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I miss the bullfrogs. I miss the cicadas and the whippoorwills. Instead I'm treated to neighbors yelling and rambunctious idiots in the courtyard. I think I need to give up living in an apartment and just pitch a tent by the lake. Nevermind, I'm sure if I drank the water my children would have webbed feet.
This would be so much easier if I could be going through this mess at home, or at least somewhere close to it. Whenever I'm at home, I'm reminded why I so passionately want to do this. Here, I feel absolutely nothing--like I have no direction. Bah.
I need to figure out what I'm going to do with this degree after four years. Certainly not make money, but hopefully make some kind of difference. I want to rock this world, but how?
I remember how it felt freshman year to have no clue what I wanted to do with my life, then how great it felt when I knew that if I could just get into vet school, I would have a certain direction. Now it feels like freshman year all over again! Where to go? What to do? Too many possibilities. I wish my parents would just decide a career for me, arrange a marriage, etc. etc. so I don't ever have to think about all this crap.
I also wish that I had known how rare good teachers were before I came here so I could kiss the feet of everyone who taught me at Hendrix. And how hard it is to find a group of people who allow you to say anything without embarrassment and without the need to twist your words to sound appealing--like my closest Hendrix friends. Boy, do I miss that place.
This would be so much easier if I could be going through this mess at home, or at least somewhere close to it. Whenever I'm at home, I'm reminded why I so passionately want to do this. Here, I feel absolutely nothing--like I have no direction. Bah.
I need to figure out what I'm going to do with this degree after four years. Certainly not make money, but hopefully make some kind of difference. I want to rock this world, but how?
I remember how it felt freshman year to have no clue what I wanted to do with my life, then how great it felt when I knew that if I could just get into vet school, I would have a certain direction. Now it feels like freshman year all over again! Where to go? What to do? Too many possibilities. I wish my parents would just decide a career for me, arrange a marriage, etc. etc. so I don't ever have to think about all this crap.
I also wish that I had known how rare good teachers were before I came here so I could kiss the feet of everyone who taught me at Hendrix. And how hard it is to find a group of people who allow you to say anything without embarrassment and without the need to twist your words to sound appealing--like my closest Hendrix friends. Boy, do I miss that place.