I've been at college for a little over a month now, and am currently on fall break (!) To an extent, I still can't believe I'm an 18-year-old college freshman now (or that my sister is a freshman in high school). Now I make (most) all decisions on my own; I choose when do get up in the morning, what I eat for breakfast, when to study, when to sleep, etc. This isn't the first time I've been away from home for weeks at a time, but this time I'll be away for much, much longer and what I'm learning actually counts for a grade.
The naive, innocent me still remains, but I can also tell that I've grown up again. I feel more responsible, more independent, and, well, stressed. It's a complex mix of feelings, but I don't think I'm mentally 15 anymore. This past summer I had also realized why some people want to live apart from their parents. The first couple weeks at college, I missed my family terribly, but now I don't miss them as much anymore; school keeps me too busy.
I have so many thoughts in my mind, but they are so jumbled and contradictory that eventually I don't talk about many of them.
One thing I will say though is about time. The minutes and hours slide away at such a blindingly slow, painstakingly fast speed they hardly seemed to have passed at all until you realize it too late and weeks have already gone, irretrievable as death.
In other news, I haven't gotten awfully sick, I've realized that I can get drunk, and I've realized that I cannot function on less than 5 hours of sleep.
Another time,
Heidy
