It's Great to be a Saint
As I set off for my first semester of my junior year of college, there were things tha
t I expected. I expected great Programming board memories, adventures with my roomie Sophie, and the inevitable hours upon hours of studying for science exams. There were unexpected challenges, but what's college without some ups and downs? However, today as I walked back to my apartment from my last final of fall semester of my junior year, an overwhelming feeling of warmth came over me, warmth stemming from the realization of how happy I am with the school I picked. I'm so grateful for the faces I see daily on my way to class, to the beautiful views of my campus,and to the place that has shaped me in more ways than one already in just 2.5 years. It's so great to be a saint.
t I expected. I expected great Programming board memories, adventures with my roomie Sophie, and the inevitable hours upon hours of studying for science exams. There were unexpected challenges, but what's college without some ups and downs? However, today as I walked back to my apartment from my last final of fall semester of my junior year, an overwhelming feeling of warmth came over me, warmth stemming from the realization of how happy I am with the school I picked. I'm so grateful for the faces I see daily on my way to class, to the beautiful views of my campus,and to the place that has shaped me in more ways than one already in just 2.5 years. It's so great to be a saint.
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