Tomorrow morning I head back to Portland. It's not necessarily the finish of my first semester (I still have a paper due next week), but it certainly feels like an accomplishment.
One of the most difficult questions I've had to deal with is, "Where's your home?" I listed Portland as my "hometown" the other day, because I figured it would make me look more cool to be from the west coast. Other moments, publicizing DC as my hometown seems more appropriate.
I'm excited for a quick change. I think it will be absolutely bizarre walking through my front door and realizing that nearly everything inside is "mine." I've become quite accustomed to living a minimalist lifestyle.
My prospects for an internship are looking upward. I sent in my resume to one television show this morning and had heard from them by the afternoon. I hope something works out for me in the long run! Fingers crossed!
I don't think I could have made it through this semester without the love, prayers and support from you. So thank you for thinking of me and throwing good vibes my way. School is still challenging, but now I've realized that I'm truly supposed to be here. I have no idea what the future holds for me, but I can't wait to see what it is.