HERE I AM AT THE END OF MY FRESHMAN YEAR It was a good year in some respects, a bad one in others. Almost every reason I had for coming to AU has fallen through. I changed majors at least half a dozen times. I was dumped and have started moving on. I have a bunch of friends who helped me get to that point. I have a best friend. I've learned a lot about myself. I was very sick and pushed through anyway(I could be happier with my grades, but given the circumstances, I don't think many could fault me.) I've had 20 guys interested in me, 7 guys kiss me, and a few dates. I have a bunch of good (I can barely believe it) stories to tell. I have one more year behind me.
They tell me I've gotten a $40,000 education. I've grown, and I've learned, but amazingly little from class.
My mom called earlier. "Congratulations, you're not a freshman anymore...wait a minute...that means you're a soph...I met your father when I was a so..." It was best to let her go there; she was holding back tears. I love my mom.
I'm leaving to return to NJ on Friday so I've been trying to take advantage of my time left here, hence, I am awake at 6:30, which I've learned is not an odd bedtime afterall. No less, it's far past mine...g'night.
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