Transitioning

Staring outside my window at home, I gaze at the neighboring houses, all aligned perfectly. I think back to three months prior when I truly believed I was the most independent person in the world, able to do anything without any aid. It was with that exact mindset that I applied to schools farther than I thought I could actually handle, thinking I was invincible. As time passed, and I began to realize I would be leaving my entire life behind, moving away to a school that was farther that I had known.

I decided to attend Penn State in March, because of the many positive things about the school, as well as the distance that I had been craving. As senior year winded down, many of my close friends began choosing Uconn, which made me wonder if I was doing the right thing by going farther away. I remained as confident as possible, assuring myself that I was in fact doing myself a favor by distancing myself from everything I was used to.

It was now two days before I had to leave my town, friends, family, and everything I was ever used to. I was still confident, but I definitely was beginning to realize that I was taking a shot in the dark. I had no idea how I would feel, or if I would truly be missing the life I was used to, in the state I was used to. I said my final farewells to all of my friends and family, and it was one of the most difficult things I ever had to undergo. I began to really wonder if I was doing the right thing, if I was making an intelligent decision by going so far. At that point, I had no choice; I knew I had to at least give Penn State a chance.

I arrived at Penn State and already I felt overwhelmed. There were more people than I ever even imagined, roaming around campus, becoming acquainted with their surroundings. I noticed that many people already knew one another because they had gone to high school together, or for other given reasons. The term out-of-state never really occurred to me as anything different or unusual, however now that I fit that category, I realized what it truly meant.

Days passed and I began meeting new people, and becoming in touch with my surrounding environment. I was enjoying Penn State, however I missed Connecticut more than I ever imagined. There were many new people, places and experiences to undergo, but I was not truly as happy as I thought I would be. I was speaking to my friends and family constantly, but it was not nearly the same without them being there. Along with the feeling of loneliness, I realized the inconvenience of getting home. Flights were difficult to book, and very costly because of the small sized airport. The drive to Penn State from my house was surprisingly now eight hours because of the ongoing traffic and road work. I really began feeling stranded when I realized exactly how many inconveniences there actually were.

I gaze outside my dorm room window, realizing that I am now a Pennsylvania resident. I stare at my surroundings, accepting it as my home for the time being. It has now been a little longer than a week here, and I am beginning to be settled in. I am enjoying my time here, along with the new people I am meeting. I have no idea what is to come for me in the future, but for now I am glad to say I will be enjoying my time here at Penn State.

[ NikkisBlogNarrative ] inspired me because she did what she felt was right. She didn't let anyone tell her otherwise.

[ KerrmeNarrative ] reminded me of myself a lot. She is a daddy's girl, as am I.