My first week at MSA has been surreal and such an amazing adventure. I’ve been waiting months to walk on the ragged wooden floors and get punked by the ghosts that haunts the floors (and apparently likes to open and close my door throughout the night). I’m not sure though, it’s a good chance it was just Mrs.Holmes. BUT I’m finally here and I’m dreading going home. <\/p>\n
The minute I stepped through the doors I was greeted by such amazing people. People I now call my bestest friends and have great confidence they will be for a long time. That’s one of my favorite parts about MSA so far. The ability to literally be anything and anyone you want to be with nothing but 100% full support from your peers. <\/p>\n
You know the feeling you get when you come home from a concert and you have that “washed over” feeling that you’re not the same person you were before you went? That’s how I feel when I leave every class I have. The teachers are amazing and so excited to share the knowledge they have and I’m so eager to hear everything they have to say. It’s weird right? A teenager excited for class. That only happens in movies if the main character has a secret crush on the person they just so happen to sit beside, but it’s reality at MSA. <\/p>\n
It doesn’t matter that I’m not getting the full experience that I’ve heard about from graduated students. I am so thankful to be here and have this amazing opportunity given to me. I can’t wait to see the amazing things me and my classmates will accomplish this year, and the next.<\/p>\n
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