I Moved Off Campus

I Moved Off Campus Last year, I made a HUGE decision. I decided to move off of MITs campus. You may be asking the big question WHYYYYYYY????? East Campus, for all its glory, is no longer my home. Danny B. 15 wrote about how it was his home.   I wrote plenty of times about how it was my home.  What changed? Me. I changed. Who was once a headstrong, ready-to-take-on-the-world prefrosh, is now a slightly jaded, very depressed upperclassmen. It did not happen overnight, and it does not happen to everyone. Id like to think Im special, in a way. The kind of way where life threw a lot of terrible things at me, and the only way I could find myself reacting was by falling down. And then picking myself up and moving forward one silly step at a time, with a lot of help and a lot of strength. And one of those steps was moving off campus. And that is why I moved off campus for my senior year. It was the absolute correct decision for me. Now, my cat, Rory, and I live with the amazing Dan S. 17 in a tiny three-and-a-half room apartment on the northern tip of Cambridge, not too far from MITs campus. Dan and I listen to music, bake cookies, cook lots of foods, and have a fancy drink night. Things are pretty great. I was rather absent during IAP due to work, but Im back, and we are going to have a great semester.