Since I've gone away to school, the switch between moving from Cambridge to Lowell is usually hectic. Even though the two cities are just 40 minutes away, the differences- the clubs, the restaurants, the people I hang out with at each- make them seem much farther. Today, though, moving out was the biggest relief I have felt in a long, long time.
I love school. I really do. It's just that this semester has been very, very stressful and taking a few weeks to myself is absolutely vital to my mental health. I won't bother listing all the things that seemed to go "wrong" this semester because none of the negative things I've experienced that summer are really all the juicy, and if you are reading this blog, chances are you have heard me complain once or twice (or daily, if your Lynchie) about them.
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I went into the fall expecting it to be like last semester- my first mistake.
These past few months have been radically different from my life pre-summer. For starters, I don't hang out with 2 friends I used to see every day last year. I honestly feel like I lost them, and the sad part is, I lost them both to the same fraternity. That might sound like a joke, but I am so serious. Both of these friends made decisions that involved brothers of this same fraternity, a decision that has left our friendship sort of suffering. I still talk to both of these friends- there is no doubt our friendship chemistry is alive. It's just that things are definitely different. I just hope that the bumps and bruises we have will fade away someday soon.
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In other news, my mom broke her wrist slipping on the icy stairs last night, so I will be spending a lot of time around the house helping her out.
Maybe this means more time for writing?
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