In exactly 21 very short days (yes, that’s 3 weeks), I’ll be headed for my new home at 70 miles an hour.
THAT IS SCARY. I swear I just graduated 8th grade, like, an hour ago. Two hours tops.
Nonetheless, I have a student ID card in my wallet and and about a thousand new towels ready to go to college with me!
Not only will I soon be plunging into a new social group, new location, and a much harder curriculum, but I’ll be forced to take it like an adult, as many have before me. For the first time, I won’t have mom and dad within yelling distance of me and I won’t be suppressed by their iron hands of discipline-which I’m sure were only out to destroy my social life and not to keep me safe (kidding). I hope my mom is prepared for some anxiety-ridden FaceTime calls, because it’s inevitable. Just saying.
Already, though, my life and its focus are in the midst of a complete 180. I’ve discussed Federal Student Aid and the status of my scholarship package more times in the past week than I can shake a stick at, whatever that means. More importantly, the thought of decorating my room oft raises my anxiety to unsafe levels. I mean, how am I supposed to pick the perfect enhancements to my painted cement walls out of the thousands offered up by Pinterest?! It’s ludicrous, I tell you! Not to mention the plethora of irresistible paisley binders and notebooks matched by fluorescent pens and pencils. And what about the binder covers? HOW WILL I SURVIVE WITHOUT BINDER COVERS?! (I would recommend these printable templates by Happily Hope, though) 🙂
I’m sure I will show up to move-in day with my share of cute little notebooks and brand spanking new pens, feeling overwhelmed, excited, and relatively (no, completely) unprepared for the upcoming year. Typical college freshman. However, I hope I’ll be able to provide myself and the world wide web with incredible, unbelievable bouts of insight along the way. I look forward to learning many lessons-probably the hard way-and sharing my experiences with you!
And, so…it begins.