I'm sitting in the library right now. Evaluating.
Evaluating myself. and my Decisions, made under the naturally rebellious nature of a teenager. Luckily, my revolt hadn't come in the form of drug abuse or alcohol even. just a simple yearning to break free from my version of norm.
I've left home. and am in the dawn of my real college experience at Temple University.
So far, It has it's pros and cons. I haven't yet begun classes (they start tomorrow8/31) but i have been in my dorm since Thursday(8/27) and have met my roommates.
When I moved in (I didn't cry when my mom left, if you were wondering), I was struck with a feeling of surreal elation, with a hint of pending bewilderment. At the time, it felt like i had exhaled the wind of an elongated summer, and i was ready to inhale the sweet breath of freedom. At this point I'm at the bottom of my jar of excitement, with only a few swigs swishing around. I'm saving those for when I start class, get my first A, find a boyfriend...etc.
My etc from last night was a Keri Hilson/Dream concert. And though enjoyable, i only realized mid-clap/dance/laugh/smile/all things fun, that the people I usually share enjoyment with weren't there.....my roommates are great--Dont get it twisted, I just realized that I wished my old friends and family were there....
In related news, i woke up this morning thinking, "I should hang out with raneen, sam, fatima and kiki today"
Too bad I can't. But I do realize you can't have it all. I love philly, the campus, my dorm. I just need to take my mind off missing the fam...hmm then there are those guys with the long goatees mmmmhmmm!
