After doing an official campus tour of the university I'll be attending in a little over a week, it suddenly seems so real. I've acquired an I.D. card, filled out a job application, reserved a room for housing, I've almost completely depleted my savings, signed up for classes, bought my textbooks, set up a shopping list and my mum even insisted on buying me a school sweater, while my grandmother bought me a bear key-chain wearing a school shirt. It's hit me that yes, this is happening, and it's happening soon.
In exactly one week, I leave the only home I've known. I leave my friends, I leave my girlfriend, and I leave my comfort. Yes, I have wanted this. Yes, I have wanted to experience going out in the world on my own. Yes, I have wanted to attend a "real" college. Doesn't make it any easier to leave behind the people I love, knowing it'll be harder to hang out with them, or to see them. Sometimes I worry that things won't work out. Will we have enough money to pay for my housing? For my groceries? For my school supplies and other needs? I've spent so long buying things for myself, paying for my entire education thus far, paying for my entertainment, for my clothes, for my gas, for my trips, that I've almost forgotten if it's even possible for my mum to pay for some of this stuff. It makes me worried, really.
Aside from the worry and the stress, I am getting pretty excited. I plan on getting the college experience I've wanted. Getting involved in clubs and rallies and whatever else. I hope it turns out just fine.
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