I was nervous transitioning from high school to college. As a person who loves to know exactly how things are going to work, I hated the fact that I was going to go from a routine I had lived for the greater majority of my life--being a student in a public school--to a routine that was completely foreign. Sure, you always hear about college being the greatest years of your life and yadda yadda yadda, but the whole idea terrified me from the day I started my senior year of high school and realized that application time had started.
Because of my reservations, I chose a college that was close by; a place where I was far enough away from my hometown that I could really get the "typical college" feeling of starting in a new place with new people, but close enough that I could live at home and still feel safe and comfortable. After I committed to my school, I regretted it. I mean, most of my friends were going to schools that are farther away. But all of those regrets and hesitations drained away within my first week on my campus. And through my ongoing journey that I also call my college years, I've definitely transitioned and learned a thing or two.
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Thursday, June 2, 2016
Monday, January 25, 2016
Thoughts During a Blizzard -2016-
As a born and raised New Yorker, I am more than used to snow. The first snowstorm of the season will never fail to be the most exciting, even if every one after that just results in groans. While watching the storm (named Jonas, I believe) swirl around outside today--I'm typing this the night of January 23rd--I realized that each year I'm becoming more of an adult who is concerned about commutes, power outages, and shoveling the way out of the door and less of a kid who only cares about making snow angels and drinking hot chocolate when finally forced to come inside.
The transition is weird for, even though I'm just realizing it now and know that it happened quite a while ago. But today, I am going to list some major thoughts that went through my head as the almost two feet of white fluffy stuff piled up higher and higher.
My mom posted this pic of our backyard--and this was after
my brother made a path to the shed!
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