A friend who I haven't hung out with since freshman year told me it was so refreshing to see that I hadn't changed a bit. A couple thoughts ran through my head: that must be a bad thing--- I felt, and hoped, that I had grown a little as a person since coming here. But also I've lately been afraid that I've been jaded and embittered by work, junior-ness, and life in general lately. In the end, I'm glad that there is the hopeful, happy freshman somewhere inside and that she shows.





