I deleted all of my old blog entries. Mainly because my friend reminded me of this blog's existence, and honestly I am just so over some of the trivial things I wrote about. I don't know what dimension I was living in.
Right now, I'm sort of caught up in the aspirations that the end of the middle of junior year seems to bring. Things like papers and tests seem to be shadowed by college, which will someday be shadowed by... the real world. I'm hoping Chicago is in my future. That's all I really know right now. I just love that city... I know it's the third largest city in America, but something about it makes me feel so at home. I've always felt really comfortable there.
Failure. No moral. Uninteresting details that will eventually be deleted. There?
