So it was my first year at college. It was not what I expected at all. We are prepared for college at such a young age, with people telling us how great it is, and how it is the best time of our lives. I do not agree. I think that our lives are what we make them. All-in-all it was a very productive year.. I found my boyfriend (who is totally amazing), learned that I am much more of a procrastinator than I thought I was (this blog is proof, I could be working on my paper), and I found out that I have absolutely no idea what I want to do with my life.
I have about a week to get all packed up and move to my summer home. The rent is 200$ and I am going to be sharing a room with another girl, of which whom I have met and she seems pretty cool. I have not started packing yet but my roommate has and its kind of amusing. This summer I am taking 10 credits, hopefully, if we can get enough people into the guitar class, otherwise it will be canceled.
OK no more procrastinating... back to my paper & speech.
I have about a week to get all packed up and move to my summer home. The rent is 200$ and I am going to be sharing a room with another girl, of which whom I have met and she seems pretty cool. I have not started packing yet but my roommate has and its kind of amusing. This summer I am taking 10 credits, hopefully, if we can get enough people into the guitar class, otherwise it will be canceled.
OK no more procrastinating... back to my paper & speech.
