After facing the disappointment of failing a pivotal test, I found myself uncertain about majoring in math. Whilst sitting on a ledge of rocks, I contemplated the direction of my future and where I want to go. At that moment, I realized I no longer wanted to major in math and wanted to become an art major. Now I work towards being a glassblower.
One of my fondest memories is waiting outside for my friends to go get breakfast at the cafeteria. I felt so happy to have so many friends that were so supportive and fun to be around. It’s where my parents left me for the first time to live on my own.
Throughout my freshman and sophomore years, I would play pool with a friend. We would play every weekend night for a few hours on end. After some counting, we both won about 120 games each. Now, we both live off campus, it's harder to go to the game room and play some rounds. After he went on to study abroad in the fall, the tradition wore off. Now, every time I pass the game room, I remember the times when we would play pool.
