It has been a while since my last post, but there is a reason, I promise.
I will begin with Thanksgiving “break.” I say it like this because I went home carrying my rather heavy backpack and my laptop, knowing that I would just change the setting of Dinand to my living room. I knew that college would follow me no matter where I went. Even so, I had a good time. It was nice to spend some family time for a change—just me, my mom, my dad and, of course, my textbooks.
When I came back to the Hill, a week scarier than Halloween was waiting for me. I had three midterms and, if it was not already spooky enough, the final presentation for one of my classes was due. I had no idea where to start. At this point, time management seemed to me like a legend made up by some mythological character.
“Welcome to college,” someone told me. I actually felt it this time.
As of today, three of those four unforgiving hurdles are down. Only one more midterm to go. It has been tough, but I realized somewhere along the way that it is better to just take it one step at a time. Just something worth noting.
Having said all this, I want to end on a more positive note. My father sent me a package today, and not quite the package itself but the box where it came was the highlight of my day.
“Spoiler alert. It’s socks again.”