This is not the night before Chirstmas

When I wake up in the morning at promptly 6:30 am (yes I'm a morning person) snow will not be falling from the sky. No presents will be under a green Christmas tree. My milk and cookies will still be here. Tomorrow may not be Christmas but the felling in your stomach right before may occur. I know you remember laying in bed the night before Christmas thinking "did I get everything I wanted" and for all you bad kids "did daddy really tell Santa to get me coal". That's how I feel right now, and I'm sure you do my fellow college freshmen. Nervous just does not cover it. Its more complex than that. More complex then the day before high school even more complex than the night before graduation. This nervous feeling is laced with excitment also. I'm really excited to get the feel for my professors. I was a huge teachers pet since kindergarten all the way through high school. Still college is different and some teachers just are not interested in anything but grading you. Pass or fail they don't care about your home life. I'm hoping to find some that care about more than my student id number. A plus is I have all female professors, and I have faith in the universal since of understanding that we women have.

Now let's get back to today. By now you know it is not Christmas Eve and its not even winter yet. It is the day before my first (I mean our first, were in this together) college class. The big day that could change our college  career forever. First impressions are key next to networking. You go right ahead and be the quite kid sitting at the back of the class, never raising a hand. I prefer to get there early, sit in the front and ask more questions then a phone operator.

Take my advice and make the most out of your first day no matter how many classes you have, get up. Get the feel for the campus when it's fully alive. After your last class look over the syllabus and text books. Be two steps ahead, and not one behind.

Since I am such an early riser I think I should make new advice to follow; get your rest. I would be wrong not to follow my own advice so off to sleep I go.

Tomorrow starts a new chaper in my life. I plan to write in red ink and go page by page. My book will be written not with just a happy ending, but one I can be proud of.

But wait there's more

Today was a long and great day. Beyond great possibly . The rest of my freshman class moved in today. Boy, am I glad I beat the rush. All the lines and traffic; early move in day is the best honors perk. Instead of rolling around huge carts of boxes I spent the day talking to my mentor and meeting new people. Nothing tops meeting the head of my department (journalism) Helen Fallon, who is also the head of HSO. In college and in everyday life its all about networking. Who you know might determine who you become. So you can see why having a conversation with a leader like Helen puts me in a good position. I really hope I get her one work study spot. 

After all that honors stuff I had a mini adventure. My mother decided to take me and my roommates to the market for food. Funny thing is we have never been to a market in Pittsburgh and we had to follow printed directions. Between the twist and turns and my aunts cynical comments my mom was a bit stressed. Once we reached the market she started breathing again. Soon after last goodbyes and hugs my roommates and I were getting dressed up for a boat ride. I had never been on a boat that actually sailed so I was a bit nervous. Once the food was in my stomach and the music was playing I felt much better. And I didn't get sea sick so that was good.

Now I am back in my dorm hanging out. I can't say I'm tried yet.

 The night is young
and the streets are cold
 but my heart is beating
and I'm not old

Hello Dorm Room

Today was the big day. Official early move in day took place to day. I have been waiting for this day ever since I knew what college was. Excited does not do me justice. It became all too real packing up the car this morning. The mountains and clouds of this beautiful world itself has the power to bring me to my knees. I had to fight tears when I saw the sun rise.

Well I'm all moved in now. My room looks amazing and my roommates are great. This has been a big journey for me and everyone who loves me. Having to say goodbye or see you later was hard. Now all I can think about is my future and how just by being here I am making it brighter.

I want to be who I dreamed of becoming; great.

Last Night Home

This is beyond bittersweet. Saying my last goodbyes. Last time sleeping in my full size bed (I'm gonna miss that). Tomorrow marks the first step I take as a college freshmen. I have to accept the fact that I will be living in a new city, with new people and a new school. Well the saying goes when life gives you lemons, make lemonade. But I prefer mango lemonade so you know I'm gonna give Pittsburgh a dose of me.

I will miss so much about this place but I look forward to my new city. I smile at the thought of all the new memories to be made. Whats's better then having the chance to begin again.

peace

My life in boxes

Four storage bins, two under the bed bins, one suit case and one shoe bag ago I realized something; pretty soon I'll begin my journey as a college student. A real live college student, dorm and all. I find it hard to believe that three days from now I will be six hours away from home. Six hours away from friends.Six hours away from everything familiar.Leaving the only place you have known for 18 years can go one of two ways. You can hate it and come back home (nah) or love it and stay forever(maybe). I don't know about the stay forever part but I plan to make the most out of college. The good, the bad and the worst.

The only thing I can say for sure I'm not going to miss is this feeling. You know the one, kind of sad because your leaving all the people you love, happy to get away, anxious for all the new things that await. I think I'll call this feeling "up, down and somewhere in between". I'll explain, an example of an Up is I get to decorate my dorm room. Example of a down, I'll miss my boyfriend. Example of an in between, I have no idea what college is going to be like. Still I say I'm not going to miss this feeling because well I prefer to be a bit more stable with my emotions. Crying when I think about being away from my grandma and jumping for joy on my bed the next day is getting pretty old. Enough said.

So when the time comes for me to unpack my life in my new dorm room I'm hoping for three things. One, I hope all my stuff fits on my side (trunk party's get the job done) two, I hope that the food is good(if not no freshmen 15 for me) and three that I packed enough pictures to look at and cry over. The old memories are made and more are yet to come.

♥