The Strange World of Academia:

Hey, Hungary!

     So...my last post was rather a bit dramatic, don't ya think? I certainly think so. I guess that's what happens when you stay up too late and have an imagination as vivid as mine. Apparently the combination doesn't mix so well together. Huh.
     Therefore, I feel obligated to offer this public service announcement: College is actually not terrible. It's actually quite fun, once you get your studies done. My roommates are in fact hilarious. And amazing. And so talented. And I love them to bits. When one of them gets back from class or something, she always throws the door wide open and yells, "FAM! Fam, I'm home! I'm home fam, fam I'm home!" It's so grand, we all just have to join in until she's sure we all know that she's finally home. We really are just like a little family, Sunday dinners and everything.
      I think I've told you mostly all about my classes already, so we'll just suffice it to say they're going well. Yes, even Biology. But what I really love about this whole college arrangement is the window.  (I have to type it in italics like that so you get the tone of voice.)
     We live right at the top of the stairs of the complex, so everyone who lives on the second level has to walk passed our apartment before they can get to theirs. Every time someone passes, it's always, "Hi, 14", "What's up, 14", and, my personal favorite, "Captain America! Can we join?!"
       Apparently, things are going quite swimmingly. More later.

Love, America