I'm now a second semester senior in college with seven weeks left of school and I never thought I would be where I am now. Looking back on my freshman year of college up until now, I've done a complete 180. Freshman year, I went to a university where I knew two people. I rushed a sorority and thought it was the best decision of my life (more on that in another post). I met a boy that I fell head over heels in love with and was put through hell and back for the following three years. I found a college job where I made some of the best friends I'll ever have. I had extreme homesickness all throughout college but then decided to pack up my life and move halfway across the country for a semester. I fell deeply in love again with a different boy and never felt so broken and alone when he broke up with me (once again, more on that in different post). And now here I am, sitting in my college apartment, writing my first blog post in a very long time.
