So I have just arrived from my first semester of college. WHAT?!
How did this happen? Why does time go by so fast when you're having a good time? Why can't the good times last longer and the bad times be shorter?
These are all things I was thinking about while on the train on my way back to Long Island, a four hour drive from Skidmore. First semester of school exceeded my expectations, and I learned a lot in my classes and a lot about myself. I've surrounded myself with friends that I know will last for a long time and I'm slowly starting to learn more and more about myself and my own interests.
The first thing I did once I got home was see my best friend (who's name is also Lauren), whom I have been friends with for the last 11 years. We met in first grade and became best friends in 3rd grade, and have remained best friends since. One of the first things she told me about was the new friends that she made at school. A few of her best friends happen to be huge phish fans (like me!) and are all going to the 3 shows in new york city on new years eve weekend. WOAH. This is so cool that my best friend is finally meeting people like me and who can share my enjoyment in attending these sorts of concerts. They convinced her to go, so now I am convinced I am going to have the best new years eve weekend of my life, with my favorite band and my best friend.
Who knew that college could transform people into liking different things, music, and ideas? My friend had never been into the same music as me before school, but now we are both going to the same concert. I'm convinced that college brings out the best in people, and helps people to find their way through learning and experience.
I wonder what new things next semester is going to bring!
Keep blogging. I want to keep up with the band world--you've gotten me addicted!
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