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My freshman year was alright. The first semester I spent talking to my Mama about how much I hated DC. I hated the following: food, public transportation, the locals, the availiabilty of parking, weather, sky, clubs, music, h*** everything. BUT I loveeeeeeed Howard!!!!!!
Once I got over the shock of no longer being in the best place on earth. I just dealt with it. I knew why I came and that was bigger than my desire to get the h*** out of dodge. During my second semester, I devised a plan for my early graduation. I followed through and got the h*** up out there.
I never found anything, outside of my school, that I was remotely interested in. If I had went to visit DC before my freshman year, I would not have went. HE works in mysterious ways and knew what he was doing. All the while I just whined and flew home to Texas as much as possible.
Now I work in Texas and vow to never leave again!
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