What finals?

I know, I've got finals...but let's face it, procrastination is the college way.

I have had the weirdest term of my life. It's been hard. I've had crazy shit thrown at me, and been expected to deal with it in an adult manner. And I have, for the most part. Some of the "adult" ways of dealing with things really aren't all that mature, when you think about it. But I digress.

I've come back to the states, and back to the suburbs. That's been hard enough as it. It's a strange feeling coming back, and it's hard. So for anyone else going though that transition, it's normal to hate life a little when you get back to the old ways of the US of A. I've gone through a relationship and a breakup for the first time in about two and a half years. Which, while both wonderful and terrible, was a big growing experience for me. I've learned a lot about myself through that whole situation. I've made my choice of career path this year. I'm going into Peace Corps for sure after graduation, which is terrifying and exhilarating. I just can't wait to get out on my own and explore the world and do something important. But more than that, I've rekindled my passion for theatre and costume design. I made something beautiful, and I have never been more proud of my work. I made my triumphant return to the stage, in a little one act for the directing class. Not much, but it was really great to get back on stage again.

this term:
I adapted
I changed
I loved
I made new friends
I laughed
I was miserable
I worked hard
I almost quit
I put myself aside
I cried
I grew up
I put myself first
I made a home

And next term, who knows?