Also, this year comes with a lot of general unease about what's going to happen after I graduate. I'm a planner, I like knowing where I'm headed. I can already tell that the fact that I have no idea what I'll be doing this time next year is going to stress me out more and more as the year goes on. Hopefully I'll find some answers soon to silence the plethora of questions about my future keeping me up at night so that I can actually enjoy my senior year.
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
So, summer is ending and I find myself about to make another move from LA to Oakland to start my final year of college. I was telling my friend the other day that I wish someone would have told me that going to school far away from home would mean that I'd be in a constant state of transition. It wouldn't have stopped me, but a little heads up would have been nice. In the past 4 years I have not stayed in any one location longer than 5 months; I'm a packing pro now. Part of me loves this, because it makes every year a fresh start. When I'm moving into a new room every few months it keeps things exciting, but the grumpy old man part of me wishes that I could just stay in one place for awhile.