chase this light

and here goes the typical I’m done with my freshman year of college  post

I’ve learned a lot this year. I’ve grown in ways unimaginable. I’ve had my ups, but I sure as hell have had my downs. I’ve made some shitty “friends,” but at the end of the day, I left with friends I know will be around forever. friends that i can’t imagine this year without. and then i guess that leaves me with the biggest lesson learned: any friendship can be maintained, provided both sides want to put the effort. it’s not a hard concept, but it’s hard to put to reality. I learned it a lot with the friends I said I’d keep i touch with from highschool, but never did; the friends I didn’t expect to keep in touch with from, and yet surprisingly did; and the people in college that i never would have expected myself to be friends with…and then they were the biggest/saddest g’byes leaving, even for only six weeks.

i got homesick. i didn’t know how i’d make it out alive, i hated myself for thinking i hated home too much to come for spring break, but i pushed through it (and i got to visit my awesome sister instead!!!) and it all became easier. i found myself packing up my room last wednesday, realizing the stuff i brought to remind myself of texas and how ironic it was that i was packing up certain things to bring back home to remind me of california. california became a new home

a new home, with some interesting neighbors. things i won’t miss about my floor: drunk people yelling right outside my door most weeknights until two am. things i will miss about my floor: the community it formed. i wasn’t as close as i thought i’d be to most of them…but hey, it’s okay. we see each other around, we say hi; i doubt that’ll change sophomore year.

and then the last thing to elaborate on, but possibly the most important…i learned how much i actually care about my education. i went in with the deal with my mom “keep a 3.3 GPA or you’re transferring back instate” and left with the concept that a 3.3 wasn’t good enough. hell a 3.6 isn’t even good enough for me at this point. i realized how much my education means to me. how much i want to learn, how great i feel when i try my hardest and then do well in classes. i think that was a lesson i really had to learn the hard way, for the first time, i found myself getting disappointed with a B+ in a class, and then later, i metaphorically beat myself up over a B- in physics.

anyways, i think that’s all for my little speil on my freshman year, and here’s to hoping sophomore year will be even better :)