The Best is Yet to Come...

I don’t mean to brag, necessarily, but I think my experience at Columbia has been crazier than most. I know for me it’s been a wild and crazy year in and of itself, and it’s pretty much carried over into my school life. First semester, I was chainsmoking and not going to class and just hating my life. I had my reasons, but it was still a horrible place to be in first semester of college, my big chance to make something of my life. Second semester, I had quit smoking, moved apartments, talked to my teachers, went to bed, did assignments, was early for everything I had to do, and tried to be motivated. I haven’t worked this hard at anything in years, seriously. This was such a little magic switcharoo for me. I’ve changed so much. This year has been a year of me literally creating change, just like the slogan. Before I came here, I was this wild party animal who wasn’t able to concentrate on things I liked and excelled at. Due to my work and self-motivation from god knows where, I’ve come to college and settled down. It’s been unsettling to watch the hedonism around me. I wish I could do that. I know I can’t, because the people who are able to indulge in the things I like have one thing I don’t have: the ability and knowledge to stop themselves from going too far. I’ve got a personality like flypaper, things get attracted and stick. All in all, I’m not bitter. I’m just happy I’ve come as far as I have. I hope to make everything even better for the years to come, and stay dedicated to what I love.