One of the (many, many) amazing things about going to a big school: I’m constantly discovering new things to see and do. My most recent UT obsession: our Concho Community Garden.
This semester is, by far, the most difficult of my undergraduate career. I’m on campus from 9 a.m. to 7 p.m. almost every day, taking classes and working at the writing center and consuming enough coffee to sustain the Brazilian economy. Yet somehow, I’m not just surviving–I’m having a great time.
After one Tuesday and one Thursday of classes, I’ll be done with my fifth semester of college. It’s my first semester without any finals, and I’m going to do something special to commemorate it (but mostly so I don’t feel lazy while my friends are studying): random acts of cookies.
Ugh, you guys. School is hard.
I know this is such a bizarre topic to breach during one of my first posts, but I’ve just got to say it.
You would think that, at 21 years of age, I would know how to introduce myself. But the truth is, I’ve been thinking about writing this post for weeks, trying to piece together the perfect introduction.