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So for my Media Literacy class we have to make a blog. I already have one, so this really isn't too new to me, other than the host. She wants us to use Blogger, I use Xanga for my other one. My professor was talking to us about what we could post about and some past students had some really good ideas. I tried to think of something good for mine, but I don't have an overall theme that I want to be restricted to every time I post. I decided that this is just going to be another blog of my life and my thoughts on different things. This may be incredibly boring so if it is and you are reading it, I'm sorry. Hopefully sometime I'll come with up something interesting to talk about. Warning to my non-existent readers, I tend to write alot; at least that has been the case on my other blog as of late.

I'm from Wyoming, MI. Born and raised here my all of my 22 years. The farthest away from home I have lived was freshman year - I lived in the dorms on campus. For those of you not from around here, Wyoming is about a half hr drive from Allendale and a ten minute drive from downtown. On my way home tonight I realized how separate school is from home is for me. Essentially, GVSU is in my hometown, especially the downtown campus and almost everyday I wake up in the house I grew up in, go to school and then come home to the house I grew-up in. The two worlds, that I separate, are entwined in one day. But I still keep them separate.

When I'm coming home for the day, as soon as I get to downtown or into my neighborhood I feel myself relax more. It's the feeling of comfort, like the feeling you get when you slide on your beat-to-crap-old-jeans, the ones you love so dearly and that fit you so well, that even though they are hanging on by threads you can't throw them away. It feels just like that. It's weird because it's not like I'm a homebody. Just ask my mom, she always says that when I was little all someone had to says was, "Katie, do you want to go..." and I'd say yes and go get my coat. It didn't matter where we were going, but I'd want to go. Mom says I'm still like this.

And that's another thing, anyone that goes to my school could ask my mom if this was true, because my house is only a half hr drive away or a little less than 1 1/2 hr bus ride. But no one from my school comes to my house. Mostly that's due to my house being too small for the people that are already here, much less anyone else and partially due to our attack dog.

Anyway, I just found it interesting that I have these two worlds, worlds that I spend the majority of my time in, so separate. I wonder how people not from this area view Grand Valley and downtown. I wonder how they view and what they think of everything that is so normal to me? As a side note, I was here before the downtown campus was built :)

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