This is room 414. I had 2 classes in this room, one from the first semester and for this semester. Besides my apartment, this is the other place that I’m most familiar with and most comfortable with. For no reason at all, this semester has been a bit more difficult for me, mentally. I don’t know if it was just the roommate situation that I haven’t fully adapted to or the reality dawning on me that I was going to be finishing my first year of college. It’s not a bad thing, it’s just a bit of a reminder that I’m an adult and still not independent enough. I have no regrets coming to Minneasota but I wish I would’ve better prepared myself now that I’m somewhat on my own. But back to the classroom. For me, space is very important to me. If I don’t get a pinch of it, I feel like I’m going completely insane. So once someone informed me that I can literally have any classroom to myself after school hours as long as it's unlocked. I think I started going to room 414 around March. This is the only space I can get and the only time I can get peace. Not only that, it felt nice not having to feel like someone was breathing down my neck every second. I can’t focus on my work when I’m around people, especially if it feels like someone is watching my every move. I go to 414 everyday late at night and would ask campus safety to unlock the doors for me. But I would remember the first time I went there and I felt so pathetic and lonely. There's a dilemma with everything in my life because I can never make up my mind. I want to be left alone and damn near be invisible to everyone but then there's another part of me that wants to be more social and outgoing to make more connections with people. Even to make better connections with my closest friends I have now because I’ve become so distant.