I've officially survived not one, not two, but three weeks of college.
It's still kinda sinking in.
It's been every bit as hard as I thought it would be. Not academically, per se. Emotionally. Mentally. Literally everything about my life has changed. If I want breakfast, I have to wake up before nine and walk ten minutes to get it. I have to make sure I'm getting out and socializing enough, but not too much. I have to email important adults and schedule meetings instead of ignoring the problem or asking dad to do it for me. For the first time in my life I've been hungry with no food to eat. And I don't mean "no food" as in nothing looks tasty. I literally mean NO. food.
Growing up is hard! But microwave mac & cheese and listening to Ben Rector helps.
In all honesty, the first week was awful. There wasn't a second where I didn't want to pack up and go home. I felt like that week would never end. It wasn't until this Monday when I actually felt like I might be able to do this. I keep reminding myself that four years ago, my anxiety was so severe that I didn't even think college was an option...There was no way I would've lasted a second. And yet here I am, living 1,423 miles away from home. I'm doing it.
last week was much easier, and definitely faster. That being said, I still miss home like the dickens. Every day I wake up and cry internally over the fact that I'm going to miss all the pumpkin flavored things and turning leaves and crisp chilly weather. You can take the girl out of Michigan, but you can't take the Michigan out of the girl. Luckily I'm coming home for fall break at the end of October, so I'll be able to binge on cider and donuts for a couple days. #givemealltheautumyouhave
my dorm--third floor JP II
All in all, there's some amazing people. It really is a wonderful place, and I've already learned so much. It's hot, but beautiful. And it usually only rains once a day. But it's still nice most of the time ;)
xoxo, kate
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