My Perfect Year

If I had complete control over my fate, unlimited funds, and a bottomless well of courage to draw from, heres what next year would be.

I would spend the first semester in New York, going to Columbia and studying English. I would go out every night; to art galleries, clubs, and amazing restaurants with people who loved writing and music as much as I do. Instead of a dorm I would have a loft apartment with a view of the city skyline. I would be close enough to walk to all my favorite coffee shops, parks, and and of course music venues.

My second semester would be spent abroad in either Italy, Paris, or England. I would meet lots of cute boys with very hot accents. Oh, and just for good measure these boys would think I'm adorably American. I would spend my days studying the famous works of historic authors and my nights exploring and discovering the city. I would also go on adventures that stretched into the early morning.

So, I'm just sitting in class daydreaming and I thought I would share. There you have it, the perfect freshman year of college.

As good as it all sounds though, I'm glad to only be going an hour and a half from home. I will at least be familiar with the state and can always run home to gripe to my mom and do my laundry.