Yuri's Blog

A year ago, I waited outside the Target Center to see the next President Elect of the United States speak in front of thousands of people.

As the clock’s long hand continues to spiral in a never-ending circle, I find myself sitting on my couch, with only the lamplight to accompany me and the buzzing of the fan circulating the air through my apartment.

I sit here and contemplate my first summer home. Everyone warned me it would be a bit different, and they were right.

I sit here having completed my last final, and I cannot believe I find myself in this position. My roommate and I are both moving out today; ironic because we moved in together and we are leaving together. But I must stop, because I can feel the tears welling up.

I remember this time last year. I can still picture it in my mind. I was stressing over finals (which were a joke compared to what they are now) and worried about how I was going to get my hair done on graduation, while also quite concerned about the shoes I would wear across the stage.

On the other hand, I was quite anxious—in a good way—to head off to Minneapolis.

Having never in my life ‘blogged’ before, I feel it only appropriate to introduce myself. I am an Oak Park, Illinois native, yet was raised in a small town in Wisconsin about fifteen minutes away from the tourist hot-spot Wisconsin Dells. I am a freshman at the University of Minnesota, and I am honestly loving every minute of being here, no lie. While sometimes the whole ‘school’ aspect of what I like to call the ‘college experience’ is, to say the least, stressful, difficult, and time consuming, I could not imagine it any other way.