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I haven't written since the end of last semester, but then again I was very busy during the summer and hardly ever on the computer.
School is fantastic. I live in a beautiful building, on a beautiful part of campus in a little cluster of rooms with 5 wonderful girls. Everyone is so friendly over here, and nice. And intelligent. Even the boys on our floor. Even people who used to live on our floor now invite us to all of their gatherings. It's the first time I've ever been to a party with a good theme (funny hats) and talked politics with people. Everyone here plays an instrument, and instead of hearing horrible blaring music coming from a room I get to listen to someone practicing jazz saxophone. Instead of people talking on cellphones and smoking outside the dorm I see artists painting trees. There is always something to do, we don't even have a TV and I love it. I never have to listen to MTV again.
This side of campus is so green-- I get to walk down the red cedar to classes every day and sit and watch the ducks. Or walk through the lovely botanical garden, sit in adams field in the sun, and listen to the clock tower. Or, take a quick walk to grand river and grab some coffee. Even the cafeteria is better. It's all organic, with a fresh fruit smoothie bar, latte bar, fresh fruit and vegetables and home baked bread. Even our meat is organic, vegetarian fed free range animals.
I can't express how much happier I am. I haven't felt the urge to go home once, and I look forward coming back to my dorm every day and relaxing with fun people. This is how college should have been from the start. I feel like I've found a home and a niche, not an awkward place filled with passive aggression.
I'm a social work/ psychology major now officially. It's not what I have imagined myself doing in the past, but when I go over the list of things I like to do I'd rather do artistic fun things in my free time and really help people when it counts. Who knows. Maybe I'll change my major again. I'm not freaked out now though, I know that there will be some place for me in the world.
School is fantastic. I live in a beautiful building, on a beautiful part of campus in a little cluster of rooms with 5 wonderful girls. Everyone is so friendly over here, and nice. And intelligent. Even the boys on our floor. Even people who used to live on our floor now invite us to all of their gatherings. It's the first time I've ever been to a party with a good theme (funny hats) and talked politics with people. Everyone here plays an instrument, and instead of hearing horrible blaring music coming from a room I get to listen to someone practicing jazz saxophone. Instead of people talking on cellphones and smoking outside the dorm I see artists painting trees. There is always something to do, we don't even have a TV and I love it. I never have to listen to MTV again.
This side of campus is so green-- I get to walk down the red cedar to classes every day and sit and watch the ducks. Or walk through the lovely botanical garden, sit in adams field in the sun, and listen to the clock tower. Or, take a quick walk to grand river and grab some coffee. Even the cafeteria is better. It's all organic, with a fresh fruit smoothie bar, latte bar, fresh fruit and vegetables and home baked bread. Even our meat is organic, vegetarian fed free range animals.
I can't express how much happier I am. I haven't felt the urge to go home once, and I look forward coming back to my dorm every day and relaxing with fun people. This is how college should have been from the start. I feel like I've found a home and a niche, not an awkward place filled with passive aggression.
I'm a social work/ psychology major now officially. It's not what I have imagined myself doing in the past, but when I go over the list of things I like to do I'd rather do artistic fun things in my free time and really help people when it counts. Who knows. Maybe I'll change my major again. I'm not freaked out now though, I know that there will be some place for me in the world.