So here we are… (a short update)

Well here I am, sitting in my room all alone. I knew college was going to be a big change, but mere hours into the transition I feel at a loss. Throughout this past summer I kept telling myself that I would get out from under my comfort blanket and I would try to be more social. Easier said than done. I hate not having my comfort blanket. I hate not having my friends who I can tell everything to with me. I knew it would be difficult, but this was more than I bargained for. 

One of my all time favorite quotes...

almost there...

The UVA Rotunda

It's finally starting to set in. In just under 3 weeks I will be headed off to college. I can't believe it.
I am finally starting to feel at peace with college situation. I desperately wanted to go to Georgetown...and I got in. The only problem was that Georgetown costs around $56,000 per year and they gave me no financial aid :( So my mom basically told me to chose the state school that I liked the best (William & Mary or UVA). UVA sometimes gets a bad rap for having snooty and judgmental people, so that obviously deterred me from picking it right away. But when I went down to William & Mary (believing that that would be the school I was going to pick), I realized that I didn't feel like I fit in with the people. Sure everyone was nice and quirky and certainly not judgmental, but I just had a really hard time seeing myself walking around campus and hanging out with these people. Then I went to the admitted students day for UVA, and I was already grumpy. After William and Mary I had come to the conclusion that the only place I could be happy for the next four years would be Georgetown, and that was the one place that I couldn't attend. But when I got onto the UVA campus and met some of the other people who had already decided to go there, I realized that this is a place I could see myself. I compared picking which school I would go to to the perfect pair of jeans: William and Mary was a great pair of jeans, but they were flare (not my style), UVA was the perfect pair of straight leg but they were just one size to big, and Georgetown was the PERFECT pair of straight leg, dark wash jeans in the perfect size, but it was way overpriced. So I chose the jeans that I am going to have to grow into, and hopefully that is just what I'll do.

However, I still had my doubts. Orientation was at the beginning of July. It was weird because there were so many cool and interesting people there. Everyone was so friendly. The Orientation leaders were so cool and nice (and others very attractive ;) Orientation had its stressful points though, especially picking classes. There were so many to choose from and there was no one there telling you what you needed to take. It was all up to you. I wasn't used to making all of these decisions. Before, I had a choice between two history classes: regular or AP. Now there was a list of 20-40 classes that you could take. It was overwhelming. Then you had to find five interesting classes in which the times wouldn't conflict. It was a lot harder than it sounds. But I got through. My schedule may be difficult, but I am going to college to challenge myself and learn in new ways.
College learning is no joke though. There are no more slackers. There are no more people who ask the stupid questions. There is no teacher there to baby you if you don't understand something. There is no one there making sure that you are doing what you are supposed to be. There is just you, your professor, your work, and the effort you use to learn the material. College is the time in which the people who were always used to getting straight A's (and I am one of them) realize that there are a ton of other smart people out there and it's your mission to find who you are and what makes you something more than just another smart girl.