Well, here we are. This is my first blog post from my new desk in my new dorm. AKA, my first time away from home! It still feels strange to say that. I’m not sure when I’ll get used to it.
It’s been a little over 24 hours since I’ve been here and it’s all sinking in ever so slowly. Right now it feels like I’m about to go home soon; but in reality I have no idea when “soon” is. It’s quite silly now that I think of it-for the past few years I’ve itched and awaited and hoped for the day that I could finally leave home and be on my own, but now that it’s finally happened, I feel a bit remorseful. Especially in the fact that I didn’t really appreciate how good I had it at home. There you go mom, cheer about that and feel free to say “I told you so!”, I deserve it.
It’s a very bittersweet feeling about moving out and starting a new chapter in my life. On one hand, I’m incredibly excited to start a new journey and meet new people and learn until my little head can’t take anymore. But on the opposite side, I know have to say goodbye to a lot of things. Granted, moving away to college may seem quite small on the scale of things, but for me, at this point in my life, it’s huge. It signifies me growing up and having to become a…dare I say it…”adult.” I can’t just call up my mom and have her fix things for me when it gets too hard (I’ll still try though, have no fear). I can’t cross my fingers and hope that things will work out in my favor. I have to take initiative and become completely responsible and that scares me to death.
But…I’m excited. I’m excited to take classes that interest me and learn subjects that I’m passionate about. I’m eager to become a better writer, along with becoming a better person. I can’t wait to become even more independent and knowledgeable. I’m excited to meet people with the same opinions, and even those with differing opinions. I’m excited to be apart of this great school and atmosphere. And I’m extremely excited to learn more about myself. Because if I’ve heard anything about college, it’s that you “find” yourself in college. I just hope that I don’t find myself completely lost on campus. How terrifying does that sound. I probably just jinxed myself. Great.
I suppose it’s time to go snack on something; looks like dinner is a choice between Gushers and Poptarts. Mmmm.