So, after 4 years in college, I am done. It's a really unbelievable feeling. This freedom but the stress that consumed with me in forms of looming tests, papers, and homework has been replaced with thoughts such as "What can I do with myself? What's going on for next week?" It's kind of overwhelming in a way that has college beat. So far, I've gotten 2 B's. I'm waiting for these last guys class, to get my grade. I'll be lucky to have a C. This guy was ridiculous. Completely subjective grades. We were judged on what we didn't have in our essays and exams and in complete disregard with what we did know. But whatever, I did the best I could, and that's all people should ever try to do. I think that's what all people should ever do in their life to achieve maximum happiness. Anyways, I'm going to try to let you all in on the past 4 years of my life....
Freshman year- was a year that all high school graduates are anticipating. Hopes of all A's, finding a boyfriend or girlfriend, going to a real college party, drinking, smoking, basically behaving in bad behavior in your first year away from Mom and Dad. I was unlike any other freshman. I failed one class, of course the easiest class in the world. I found a boyfriend in my dorm (which was lovely.... and convenient, (love you babe)), I missed my family more then I thought I would, I made friends, and started a life that would become who I am. Went to real college parties. Drank more hunch punch then any girl should drink. Found out what keg stands were. Went to football games just to scream like an idiot with all the other fans. Lived in a dorm room that should was not even big enough for 1 person to live in, let alone 2. Sometimes 3. Got thrown in the fountain on my birthday and on random days, for a total of 3 times that year.
Sophomore year- A year that has to be just a little more serious then freshman year. Did that. Took some classes with my boyfriend. Got mono. Thought I was going to die. Boyfriend (Nick) had to go to my classes for me on top of his. Sister (Denise) had to come up to take care of me. That mono was brought on by alcohol. Trouble trouble trouble. Drank again more then I should have. Lived with these 3 girls that were awful. Got a job on campus, working at Hardees. Yeah, that lasted about a month. I am a princess. Something that I think has changed. At least a little. Maybe that is wishful thinking. But sophomore year was a little bit more productive then freshman year. I think that I finally felt like a real student. And a new feeling that was brought on. I was incredibly annoyed by freshmen. They just don't know anything. Like I honestly knew any more then they did.
Junior year- This year was kind of a blur. Broke up with Nick. But as a result of that which occurred, about December 07, I applied to study in France and applied to the Peace Corps. That break up was the best thing for me ever. Dated other boys. Broke up with other boys. Still talked to Nick on a daily basis. Lived with a girl that was/is awesome. Went to parties. Painted more then I had any other year. Was a great feeling of creativity from living with that girl. This year was a nonchalant year. This year also had me going to Paris to study. This had to be one of the best points in my life, if not the best. I made life-long friends and really came into the person I am now. This just could not be put into this tiny blog, I wrote a book about my adventures there... It was over 100 pages long.
Senior year- This year was such an amazing year. I learned a lot. I spent time with so many of my friends that I know one day will be my brides maids. That's sometimes how I look at friends, If I'd ask them to be in my wedding. Took challenging classes. Nick and I are now back together now too. This year was just so good. I can't even begin to explain.. So, I won't.
While writing this and even after thinking about it, I can't tell you much of what I learned in school. However, I will by May 28th, have a diploma that proclaims that I am better qualified for jobs. All I know is I lived the most fulfilling 4 years of my life. I came to life in college. I will be returning to culinary school after the Peace Corps, in the hopes that I will be opening an organic bakery that is affordable.
Okay, that's enough reminiscence for tonight. I am getting closer to leaving for the Peace Corps, in spite of everything that has been going great for me in my life, today was an excited day. I am getting aquainted with Armenia, by means of the CD that the Peace Corps sent me. I want to stop reading about and just do it already. I can not wait. For training, I will be in a city named Charentsavan. QUite a lovely city, I google imaged it. On another note, I bought so much winter gear today. This Florida gal is getting ready to be frozen. I just hope that I can bring some guidance and help some people while I am there. Just one person helped, is something that I will be proud of. My job will be done. Here's the address in which I can receive mail for from June 1- July 10th. Once I get to my site, I'll put that address up. Here it is for now-
Victoria Sartori
School#6, 3 Rusov street, 8 district, Charentsavan Armenia, 2501
Have a good night all
Loves
