There are times when you just want someone to hug and cuddle you and pretty much just tell you that everything will be all right. I just want someone to do that.
I’m so excited! My nephew is a little mush.
I feel like there is so much to talk about since I haven’t been on here in awhile, but actually there isn’t. I enjoy my classes for the most part (minus bio) and I don’t feel too overwhelmed yet, but I don’t want to speak too quickly (watch next week I’ll be pulling all nighters the entire time) I really enjoy the theory and media aspect of comm, but at the same time I feel like I am listening to a droning broken record (Actually not so much broken more like one of those scratches that you keep removing the record to try to remove with your spit and a sleeve and every time it keeps playing a little longer, but never fully plays in the consistent way that you want). Speaking of the devil, my lecture is starting…
Hmm this is weird I haven’t been on Tumblr since before I left. I which I could compare college to camp in a description of it, but it’s not even close. It really is one of those things that everyone has to figure out and experience for themselves. The thing that I find the most fascinating about this place is that the pressure is off. Obviously I am not referring to school work since I already have a shitload that I have to get done. I mean as far as image and sense of self. I was an extremely self conscious person in high school and while I obviously don’t think that went away in less than two weeks, I realize how different I am already and it’s weird. When I told a close friend that I am a self conscious person they were actually surprised and that has never happened before. College is really a time to come into your own (I have and still continue to laugh at the phrasing of that saying because it sounds so proverb-y and dramatic, but it’s true). I already love my experience here and the confidence and ability it has given to me. I can genuinely say that I am happy right where I am (a first especially after 4 years of CHS) and I can’t wait for what’s coming up next (besides the tundra-esque weather).
I finished packing and just have last minute stuff to do tomorrow. It still doesn’t feel like I’m actually going to college though. I really wonder when it will be real.
I love you grandma.