Time Warp (Part I)

Aug 14, 2008

Dear Diary,

I'm packing. I'm off to college on the other side of the world. I'm starting to sympathize with Christopher Columbus right now--voyaging off to the opposite end of the globe, not knowing if it's flat or not. Do you think Syracuse is flat? I mean, I hear it's really cold; maybe it could be the very edge of the world over there. Though Helen says it's alright. She moved into her dorm yesterday at Villanova. Man, I hate good-byes. I have friends who are relocating all across the country: Philadelphia, Boston, NorCal, NYC, Indiana, Illinois, Colorado, Texas. Sure, we wouldn't be sharing late night In-N-Out Animal Style fries together as frequently. But we have promises of video chats in different timezones, Christmases at the beach to come home to, and a cross-country collegiate tour that won't require those information meetings.

I always knew I'd go to college on the East Coast, Diary. But now that tidbit of self-knowledge is becoming a reality. I packed up my clothes, my room, and pieces of my SoCal lifestyle to bring with me. I have a whole color scheme picked out for my dorm room--def plastering the walls with surf posters. My roommate seems nice. I think she might be wild. Well, she's bringing the mini fridge, so I can't complain.

I guess making new friends won't be that hard, Diary. I'm nervous. I know a total of zero people going to Syracuse. But there's about 16,000 students there. There's bound to be a handful of people who'll maybe(?) like me(!). That makes me nervous.

Ok, Diary, secret time: I'm petrified. High school was fantastic. I was somebody. Everyone knew me. I did everything. I was on top of the world. Graduated with honors. How can I be expected to do that all over again? No one knowing me, not knowing anyone. I. Am. So. Scared. But I guess it'll work out, right? If I've done it once, I can do it again. I mean, I'm not the only person to go away for college. And there has to be stuff for me to get involved in. Ok, deep breaths.

In all honesty Diary, I'm really excited. The timing's perfect, I'm ready to go. Let's try something new, shake things up a bit.

Here goes nothing.

-S

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