Hey guys! Sorry about not posting in awhile. I haven’t worked on any of my writing recently actually.
Before, it was packing, then came my trip to Texas, then came college packing, and finally… college.
If you guys don’t already know, I’m a first year student at San Diego State University.
SDSU was not my first choice, but I am happy with my pick. I’m paying about half of what I would have had to for my first choice.
I only just moved in Friday, and classes started this Monday. I actually just came back from class, so I can now say I’ve been to each of my classes at least once.
I am an English major, but most of the classes I am taking right now are GEs. All together I’m taking 16 units this semester. My classes are Rhetoric Written Argument (RWS-100), College Algebra (MATH-105), Introduction to Language (LING-101), General Biology (BIOL-100), Study of Society (SOC-101), and General Biology Lab (BIOL-101L).
All my teachers seem okay so far. I really like some while I’m still not so sure about others, but that’s just life.
I placed my classes so I’m only taking two or three a day, and I have large gaps in between most of them. If that’s not your thing, it’s totally okay to pile all your classes in the morning.
As for actually moving in, it wasn’t that bad. It went by pretty smoothly for me, but that’s mostly because I was able to carry all my things up the stairs instead of waiting for the elevator.
My room is a triple, but I only have one roommate. So far, there haven’t been any issues, and she seems really nice. We aren’t the closest of friends, but it’s okay.
The night my mom dropped me off I was fine, but the next day I broke down. I didn’t think I would, but seeing her cry when she left got to me. Being alone in my room got to me. Since then I’ve tried to restrain from being alone in my room. I guess that’s why I’ve been lacking on writing my stories and why I’ve fallen behind on my youtube subscriptions.
I’m also lucky enough to have met a small group of friends I genuinely like. That’s not to say I don’t like everyone else, but it’s a group of people I can depend on and I feel comfortable around.
All in all, I’m pretty happy here. I’m getting much more sleep than I ever got in high school or over the summer. I feel like I’m actually being more responsible about homework (then again, it’s only the first week).
It’s difficult, no doubt, but I think it’s good. I’m growing up. I’m meeting new people. The most important thing to me, though, is that I’m out of my comfort zone.
Being out of my comfort zone is bone-chilling for me, but it’s something I need to work on.
“If you want something you’ve never had, then you’ve got to do something you’ve never done.” -Thomas Jefferson