The means to a Beginning

So this blog is coming a little late but I figure better late than never when it comes to experiences and telling about them. First, let me tell you a little bit about me and my background. I am currently 28, single, no children, and nothing standing in my way of having a great future. In fact I am extremely lucky to be able to go to school full time and not have to work while in school unless I choose to. I am fully able to tend to my studies so there is no reason why I can't succeed. When I was eighteen I was working a decent job and was able to pay my own bills and even get a new car. At that time I figured why go to college I just got out of school so I will work for awhile and then go? Well it has been ten years since I made that statement and all I managed to do was work dead end jobs that I hated. I knew that the only way I was ever going to get unstuck would be to buck up and get my butt in school. I choose a school and well the rest is history.

After getting everything in order it finally came time for orientation and registration. Now the only reason I was dreading this was because I had to have a roommate, and since I was used to it just being me, this was very hard for me. Not to mention that she was fresh out of high school and thought we were going to stay up all night talking; sorry to disappoint you sister but I took my butt to bed.

When I first got there to check in I was in shock a little. I felt so out of place with all these young eighteen year olds running around with so much in common and then you had me. I stuck out like a sore thumb. Granted I am not that much older but it sure feels like it when you are around the babies of the bunch. They were all so excited and talking to each other and all I could do is worry about how I was profusely sweating and what everyone must think about the typical fat girl. The hills was killing me and my legs were jello and I won't even talk about the stairs that I had to encounter over and over again; apparently my school is not elevator friendly. I was really trying to enjoy the tours but it was way too hot for me and I was miserable. Overall the orientation was very well organized. Everyone was divided into groups according to their major and that broke everyone into about people of twenty-five. Day one of two was very long with the usual welcomes and policies, but I was glad to see the day end. Although I did wonder if I was going to be able to do this, but after a talk with my girl Cydra she gave me the confidence to press onward.

Day 2 was a lot better for me. I got up early to walk over to dining hall, which might as well been in China because I walked forever, but breakfast was great. It was your typical cafeteria style food but kicked up a notch or two. I had the best potatoes that I had eaten in a long time and with my belly full it was time to get down to business. Again we met in our groups and the day was to end early, which I was glad since I had a five hour drive back home to Charleston. Today was the day that we would register for classes and I was so excited. When I looked at the sheet there was only one opening for French and this was not good. I really wanted to take French my first semester and one opening I just had to be the first in their RAIL system to register; well I wasn't. There was a small error for my major and I had to stand in line in order to have that fixed so while I was there I went ahead and declared my minor as Computer and Information Sciences. I was at the back of the line and starting to panic. On the plus side I had some great eye candy named Brandon. I felt like a cougar staring at him all day but he was a sight to behold; I could have taught him so very much and maybe I still will (grinning). So it is finally my turn and at this point I figure that my French is a find memory and I would get stuck in music lecture and I dreaded that. But as I plugged in the numbers and my schedule came back I GOT IT my French class held out and I took the last spot. I felt like I had conquered the world and I guess in the land of college I did. After registration we had to take a short survey and then we were free to roam and/or go home. I chose to eat and then take my butt home.

I am grateful for my experience because it allowed me to get some of my anxiety out so I know what to expect when I officially start classes on August 17th. Move in day is August 13th and although I am living in the campus apartments I will have two other roommates and that is sure to be an experience. I am taking 17 credits so I am sure that I won't be in the apartment very much, maybe that is a blessing in disguise, because I am not used to living with people. Make sure to stay tuned to my adventures as I am sure I will be posting often and telling you all about them.

To Be Continued......