~zoe1718

So my first year of college is over. Huh. I still feel like I should be getting back to high school. Like it was all just an extended summer camp or something. An expensive summer camp with lots of studying and caffeine consumption and adventures at my church down the street from the dorm, but still, just something temporary. I feel like I'll be going home now and starting up my next year of high school. Just like normal.

I don't think I've quite caught on to this whole "life" thing yet.

In other news, I move out of the dorm tomorrow morning. I'm sitting on my bed with everything else I managed to drag up here stuffed into boxes and waiting to be hauled back home. I. can't. wait.

Really, if there's anything that dealing with a roommate has taught me to appreciate, it's my own space. I'm planning on having a pseudo-office/studio area all to myself when I get back home. In theory, this means space to myself and no homework and/or impending tests to study for, so hopefully I'll be writing and drawing a bit more. I've gathered lots of ideas, but I've grown rusty. Arg.

In other news, I changed my major from biochemistry to neurobiology. I may change back to biochem. I'm waffling. It's kind of fun to major in the biology of brain fingers.

Still miss my closest guy friend that killed himself a little over two months ago. Very much.

And hey, birthday on the 18th. Whoo.

Over and out,
Zoe

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