Homesickness. Traveling away from home. Leaving home. Finally growing up. Everything I think helps make college seem more exciting. I'm ready, I took the summer to clean out my room, get all unnecessary junk out of it. My mom asked me "Do you feel lighter after cleaning your room" I told her "Mom, I am ready to leave. I hope this year zooms by fast!" I've been ready to leave for a while now, I'm excited just thinking of the idea that I will soon be away from home, on my own; but it's also kinda scary. The idea that I will be on my own no mommy or daddy to come to my rescue when teachers are being mean or when I need help. My room is clean, not full of everything- My room is full of necessity.
