Someone had an installation of a typewriter with an incredibly long
sheet of paper in it. The paper rose to the ceiling as people typed and
nearly reaches the ceiling now. I added my two cents, cheap in keeping with
todays theme of junior review:
The first semester was full of enthusiasm and eagerness, thumb but also
confusion. The second semester I felt jaded and frustrated. What will
happen next year once the dust has settled and I can once again see my
goals clearly. More frustration? Or more determination to get out of
this place what I had hoped for? Fingers crossed, I am ready to face the
next challenge.