Talia regularly chastises me for not tumbling anymore. She’s right. But I feel like none of us post nearly as much as we did in high school.
It’s been a very long time since my last substantive post. I just make short angsty posts that I’m too embarrassed to write on twitter.
I’ll start bland: things are good. Sophomore year is certainly different, and in a lot of ways not quite as fun as last year, but I’m still enjoying myself. Feeling more established in the fraternity is a big part of that. It’s proven to be on of the best decisions I’ve made. I love that group of guys.
Academically, I’m really excited to have things figured out. I’ll be declaring my religion major as soon as I choose an advisor, and I’ll be adding an Arabic or Spanish minor. Ideally, I’ll graduate with the credits for both, but per Davidson policy I can only officially have one.
It looks like I’m going to be in Jordan this summer studying in Arabic, and from there I’ll hopefully be heading to Granada for the fall semester. Although it’s depressing to see the end of an era with my first summer not spent at Becket, I’m comfortable with moving on. With my focus on languages (trying to be employable, here), my next two summers will/should be spent abroad.
My one-year anniversary with Savannah is next weekend. That’s fairly hard to believe. It’s a long time, and as a sophomore in college, that’s pretty serious. I’m not about to get on a knee, but it’s interesting to think about. Last weekend was parents weekend, and it was the first time Savannah met my mom. She earned the seal of approval, which, although not surprising, was a relief to me. I know emo teenagers always say they don’t care what their parents think, but I do.
My patience has waned and I’m really into the Ravens-Steelers game. Until next time, tumblr. Hopefully it won’t be several months.
