I'm sitting at my dorm room desk in Salem, Oregon, surrounded by colored pencils, empty coffee cups, to-do lists, and homework. Amid this modge podge mess of the average college student, only a dozen pieces of paper seem to matter. These forms, filled out, accurate, and returned on time, are my metaphorical ticket to freedom. If only they weren't currently so imprisoning.
I'm starting my blog today, with this slightly moping post, as to get in the habit before I leave the States in July. So, if you happened to have stumbled here this early, go away and come back in a few months. I assure you it will be more interesting than this description of my messy workspace.
