1 theology essay, 1 Spanish poetry research paper, 1 Spanish narrative final, 1 theology final, 1 Research Methods research paper, 1 Personality Theories final, 1 Philosophy paper, hours of packing, and many sad goodbyes until HOME.
Hoping not to cry as much saying goodbye as last year (I was a wreckkk).
It’s hard to say what I really thought of sophomore year.
What I really liked was living in a suite with 7 other girls, and having my really good guy friends right across the hall. It was like having 2 suites. I aslo love the new friends I made this year. I like the outfits I wore on the weekends. I like that I had almost all male professors, because I like them so much better. I like that our suite held two somewhat decent parties. I like that I still have not yet gotten written up (let’s keep it that way). I like that I decided to go abroad. I like that I got to walk to class instead of taking a bus. I like that I took philosophy because I finally got to read all the texts that people have quoted for so long. I like that, just like last year, I had a huge crush on one of my male teachers. I liked that almost every room we went to this year eventually blasted “Love Story” by Taylor Swift. I liked bumping into my ex boyfriend randomly at school because I needed him to see how fine I’ve been doing since we’ve been apart. I liked dancing at the football games and being thrown up in the air whenever we score.
What I hated was the complete and utter drama disaster that has gone down this year between my friends. Maybe not a disaster but at times it sure felt like one, and I felt caught in the middle. I lost touch with so many of my acquaintences but that meant I got to spend more time with friends that mean something to me. I hate that I cried a lot this year, and that I let little things get to me. I hated not really knowing the people on my floor and wish I got to knew them somehow. I hated lower dining hall with a passion and I miss stuart.
I live for the nights of unexpected fun in our dorms, whether it be on the weekend or not. I’ll miss those during the summer. But I’m so ready for home, so ready to work in the city, and to be with my home friends. I’m so ready for lazy days of watching movies, taking nice walks with the dog in the breezy summer evening, the random awkward run-ins with people from high school, talking on AIM, singing at the top of my lungs while my dad makes fun of me, baking with my mom, and watching hours of Degrassi with my sister and her boyfriend.
I’m determined to make Summer 2009 one of the besttttt.
