The funny thing about going away for college is that you never really come back, not fully at least. You’re not entirely yourself and neither is home.
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And another thing, why did the whole being-immersed-in-an-incredibly-challenging-intellectually-stimulating-thought-provoking environment thing have to wait for college? Why are we being taught that that’s only meant to happen in college? What the fuck is happening all throughout elementary, middle, and high school? Nothing? Because that’s scary.
I’m disappointed in myself that I didn’t wake up earlier and that I allowed myself to be sunken into this hole. I enjoy Hialeah, but I can’t be here for too long.
