overwhelmingly college
- Frances Lee
- Aug 24, 2016
- 1 min read
Overwhelming. The only word I've been using to describe the last week at Harvard. Being thrust into a state I've misspelled way too many times to call home and forcing myself to learn the customs of the East Coast, I can already say college is not at all what I expected. I come back to my dorm absolutely exhausted from socializing because trying to remember 100 names you met from a little social event is nearly impossible. I come back to my bed with my phone in hand, ready to call my parents, only to realize they're probably not even home from work yet. I come back to a huge room where I'm expected to know how to do the laundry and get myself together to begin to deserve the title "adult". The opening days of college are overwhelming. When I told my parents that I could move in alone, I was obviously underestimating the potential difficulty this feat contained. But now that I've gotten past moving in, I feel a lot better. Yes I've already felt immensely homesick. Yes I've compared almost everyone here with someone at Whitney. Yes I wanted to go home. No I am not used to Massachusetts. No I am not ready to move on from old friends. No I am not detached from California. But I am still so ready to take on this new journey, and so far, it's been giving me all it's got.
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