I'm a college freshman.
What.
Yesterday I left Alaska (whom I've had a steady relationship with for the past eighteen years) for eight+ months here in Idaho. Considering I've never actually been away from home for more than two weeks, this is kinda of a big deal.
I spent my last week in the Last Frontier saying goodbye to my compadres - some who I've known since the world pretty much began, others who are still kinda new to me. I don't cry often, y'all, but somehow I managed to all the way to Seattle. Pretty sure that's gotta break some kind of record - look it up.
But in any case, I'm here now, lying in a hotel surrounded by luggage and it's kinda hitting me... I'm freaking excited.
I move into my dorm the day after next, will finally get to meet my roommates, who I have stalked thoroughly on facebook (I have no shame), and then will try my utmost to survive orientation. I get the feeling that the next few weeks are gonna be completely terrifying. I'll probably get lost on campus, be completely awkward when it comes to meeting new people, and want to die from the soreness I know my new gym schedule is going to bring, but HEY, I'm ready for it. So what.
(Photo cred to Meghan Bartholomew)
-------------------------Miss Movin' On - Fifth Harmony (My song for the next forever.)
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