Sometimes I wonder if anyone else ever thinks the way I do. If they are ever in the middle of a moment and then think, “This is life. This is life? Woah. This is life!” And even though it’s no moment in particular, the fact that it’s happening reminds you that you are alive and living. It’s then that you start processing everything: what have you been doing? What are you doing? What will you do?! Are you happy? Have you made others the same?
The Doors
… on the streets around my campus are divine! I’ve been taking classes the the University of New South Wales for around a month now and everyday my walk to campus has introduced me to some colorful views. During my four years at the University of Oregon I don’t think I appreciated my beautiful campus until the last two terms of my senior year (womp, womp, womp). Well, I have definitely learned this time not to take beauty for granted.
The Doors
… on the streets around my campus are divine! I’ve been taking classes the the University of New South Wales for around a month now and everyday my walk to campus has introduced me to some colorful views. During my four years at the University of Oregon I don’t think I appreciated my beautiful campus until the last two terms of my senior year (womp, womp, womp). Well, I have definitely learned this time not to take beauty for granted.
The Doors
… on the streets around my campus are divine! I’ve been taking classes the the University of New South Wales for around a month now and everyday my walk to campus has introduced me to some colorful views. During my four years at the University of Oregon I don’t think I appreciated my beautiful campus until the last two terms of my senior year (womp, womp, womp). Well, I have definitely learned this time not to take beauty for granted.
The Doors
… on the streets around my campus are divine! I’ve been taking classes the the University of New South Wales for around a month now and everyday my walk to campus has introduced me to some colorful views. During my four years at the University of Oregon I don’t think I appreciated my beautiful campus until the last two terms of my senior year (womp, womp, womp). Well, I have definitely learned this time not to take beauty for granted.