It’s 12:09 AM. I’m going home today. For real.
I’m not sure how I feel about this. I guess I was expecting to feel diff I guess I was excited to leave Ann Arbor, and I am. I am excited to do what I want with my time. I’m excited to learn on my own. I’m excited to see my friends and family. I’m ready for a non-university life again. But, I thought I’d be more excited than I am now. Why I feel this way is not why others might expect. I’m not disappointed to leave this place because I’m going to miss friends (even though I will) or the next party. I’m nervous about leaving here because I don’t know that ive gotten any farther. I don’t know if I’ve made any progress in life.
A cynical thing to say, yes. But really. I’m living a life that’s no different than the one before. I understand and wholeheartedly believe that the friendships and experiences that I have here are what is going to make college for me, but really…should I feel like I’ve improved as a person?
I don’t know what the hell ive learned this year.
Okay. I must list and reflect. Idea generation time.
I’ve learned that learned that
Scratch that. I’m not ready to write this. Good night.
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