Here I am sitting in my newly decorated room. But only half the room is mine. Being in college for the first time is hard. Being away from home is even harder. Home is where the heart is, and my heart is not here at all. I have yet to have my first class, and I’m kind of anxious and nervous. I don’t know what to expect. I breezed through high school easily with perfect grades, but am I going to be able to keep that up in college?
To be honest I don’t even know what I want to be. I don’t have a favorite subject or anything like that. I’m just a girl who happens to not know what to do with her life for the first time ever. I’m also afraid about not making friends. Its hard to do nowadays. I’m not the type to approach people. But when other people do I’m a pretty outgoing talkative person. On top of that I’m only 1 of 3 asian students attending a school with about 5000 white students. For the first time in my life I feel like a true minority.
I just hope as the days and the weeks go on things will go my way. I hope I can put my life together at that time. I’m eighteen. I’m an adult. I should be able to do this. But I just need help to find a certain direction to follow.