Went to the library today for a couple hours to study
because my clustermates were being loud as hell and blaring rap music. (like usual)
So I went there for the quiet, it was really nice. I left around nine and for the first time in a while actually stopped to look at the Sears Tower. I always think the city is more beautiful at night though, but here's a picture of around where I live.
I've been in a rather melancholy mood lately ... I remember last year when I was a freshman. The day after I moved in I went to help my friend Isaac move into his place which was closer to downtown. I've known him since kindergarten and we have a brother sister type relationship ... so it was really good to see a familiar face because I was flipping out.
Anyway, he got into one of the newer dorms on the 12th floor. We hung out until around 3 in the morning and his roommate was gone. I remember just us talking and me staring at the Sears Tower and the city lights thinking that anything was possible and that this was going to be a new exciting chapter of my life.
I wish I still felt that excitement about college. Don't get me wrong- it's not completely gone ... just not as strong as it was.
I remember telling my mom the other day that I don't know if I want to go to grad school right away, and that I want to live somewhere down south on the coast.
She told me I can do whatever I want.
I need to start believing that this is true.
So I went there for the quiet, it was really nice. I left around nine and for the first time in a while actually stopped to look at the Sears Tower. I always think the city is more beautiful at night though, but here's a picture of around where I live.
I've been in a rather melancholy mood lately ... I remember last year when I was a freshman. The day after I moved in I went to help my friend Isaac move into his place which was closer to downtown. I've known him since kindergarten and we have a brother sister type relationship ... so it was really good to see a familiar face because I was flipping out.
Anyway, he got into one of the newer dorms on the 12th floor. We hung out until around 3 in the morning and his roommate was gone. I remember just us talking and me staring at the Sears Tower and the city lights thinking that anything was possible and that this was going to be a new exciting chapter of my life.
I wish I still felt that excitement about college. Don't get me wrong- it's not completely gone ... just not as strong as it was.
I remember telling my mom the other day that I don't know if I want to go to grad school right away, and that I want to live somewhere down south on the coast.
She told me I can do whatever I want.
I need to start believing that this is true.