A New Day, A New Semester

New beginnings and hope of another exciting semester...Today, marking the beginning of my 18-credit hour semester, has begun with mixed results. As I sort out the day, beginning with a native Texan algebra teacher and ending with a seat next to my friend Brian in the same classroom as last semester, I wonder what the remaining days of this semester have to offer. Change has become exhilarating to me after years of moving to different cities, three of which (including college towns) within one year. Brian, also a transfer student, has had the usual credit-transfer crisis although he's not from an out-of-state college. Of all reasons for not switching colleges again, I think both of us concur that being unable to graduate as planned due to conflicts with credit hours is the main deterrence from traveling the country in search of knowledge. It's unusual, when you transfer after one year, to actually stay at one school for two or three years. Don't get me wrong, Texas State is a beautiful university full of interesting and friendly individuals, but it feels as though I'm forcing myself to stay on the basis that I don't want to spend six or seven years working on one degree. (I just discovered my inability to create paragraphs, please bare with this blocky document.) An e-mail I received earlier today gave an interesting piece of advice: Live for the journey and not just the destination. The journey otherwise known as college should be lived in this way to some extent; it is much more enjoyable when you don't simply focus on graduating, but you can't stay in college without taking time to study and actually go to class. Or, if you like to transfer, you can't go from one school to the next for ten years. Sometime you need to need to acknowledge your need to move on to "the real world" either by graduating or just giving up and leaving. For instance, now that I've begun to hate the fact that I can't do the simple act of pressing enter to create a new paragraph, I will now give up in defeat.