One of the first things you learn about the complex thing called life, is that it’s full of change. Sometimes good, sometimes bad. But a lot of the time it’s in ways you can’t really see coming. 497 more words
Freshman year was rough. I mean, look at that old picture of me at the top of the article. Do I not look miserable?
It was a year of trying to find my place before I realized that my place wasn’t something I could find, but something I had to make for myself. 1,369 more words