Great place to start, right, at the end of something. This ending though, it's really the beginning of something. It was the first semester of college, and by surviving this first semester, I've truly closed one chapter of my life in order to open another. Why would the first semester be the close of the chapter though? Don't they always say that graduation from high school is that conclusion? Let me explain.
Graduation for me felt surreal, almost like it wasn't going to be the end of life as I knew it. Sure there was a big party with family and friends. That didn't happen at the end of every school year. And there was senior project. A project that big and encompassing wasn't assigned every year either. Still, I felt like life would go on without change. The summer after graduation was like that too. Yes, I was packing up my stuff and making sure I had everything I needed for college in the fall, but the fact that I was leaving home hadn't sunk in yet. In fact, I don't think it ever really "sunk in." I think going to college was one of those life experiences I just took as it came without question, but that's beside the point. The first semester was all about transitioning, discovering who I am and who I will become, separated from most everything I've ever known. It's coming back home, at the end of semester, that has made me realize I'm not the same as I was when I left home three, four months ago. Yeah, I have the same personality I did then, but I'm still different, more . . . adult, I guess. That's why I feel that now is the beginning of the next chapter. Now is where I continue my growth, not under the shadow of my parents' roof, but on my own, away from home.
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That's what college does. It's pretty cool, innit?
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