Well, I'm back. And this time, I'm here to stay. In Knoxville, that is. Wednesday will be the official "three weeks til class starts" day. I'm still quintessentially ambivalent about the entire affair. I'm looking forward to getting out of the house, meeting new people, and taking challenging classes that will lead me further into my chosen career path. However, I'm also terrified of getting out of the house, meeting new people, and taking challenging classes that will lead me further into my chosen career path. You can see my problem.
Leaving home is a new level of freedom, and I won't have to feel like I'm going to be accosted at any moment to do something. Not that I am now, which makes it all the more peculiar that I feel this way. But, despite this counter-intuitive anxiety, this is still my "comfort zone." I'm safe, secure, and not threatened (for the most part) in my cold little corner. And when I leave I'll perpetually reside right in the middle of the action. Oy.
Then there's meeting new people. That's always a roll of the dice, now isn't it? I suppose I'm fairly amiable to everyone, and there's a moderate number with whom I can get along quite well. I really shouldn't be scared. I just have to act nice and not feel inferior.
And then, of course, I'm worried about my classes. Grades are pretty integral now that they're worth $12,300 a year. I also sort of look forward to them. At least, the ones other than Spanish. And Math. But the others look good!
Anyway, I meant to write more, but I got distracted. More... eventually!
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