Soo college has been an interesting adventure, there have been alot of good moments. And it is very exciting and very liberating and you feel like you are so free. But what alot of people don’t talk about is the hard side of moving away. While I keep myself busy and I try my best to be social and open up to people, there is always a sense of loneliness here. And truthfully, these first couple of weeks have been rough. I’m surrounded by people and I still feel alone. I know that I have to be patient and that in time I will be so happy here. But sometimes I wish I can just sit with all my old friends again and laugh about stupid things and have all these people around me who love me and accept me and I won’t feel pressure/anxiety. I wish I can walk into a classroom and know that I can laugh with anyone I sit next to. Although, I have to account for the fact that every day does get better. Everyday I meet more people and grow closer with the ones I’ve already met, but simultaneously every day gets harder. Idk. It’s interesting. I wonder what I will think about this two months from now.