August Blues

Its the third day of August, which leaves two more days school. In two days everything I've come to recognize will be gone, leaving only good memories behind. If you asked me a few weeks ago if I'd miss all of this I'd say hell no! But now, with time slowly descending upon me, I'm going to miss everything here. I'm going to miss all the poeple I've met and grew to know since starting. i'm going to miss going to the Animal Centre to see the cats every morning. I'm going to sadly miss Subways.

This has all become so normal to me that going back seems like a step in the wrong direction. Will I ever speak to anyone I met here again? I want to stay in contact with as many people as possible, but I'm afraid that if I bring it up they won't want to. I'm afraid of what I don't know in a sense.

But I made myself laugh a minute ago. I thought about the final days we had in the program and then suddenly i remembered my first day of high school. I had gotten lost trying to find the science room and, all freaked out and grade ninish, I went up to a teacher and asked timidly for directions. And what makes me laugh is that in such a short period of time I went from a timid little shy kid into the girl who is living on her own and going to school every day in an unfamiliar place without anyone I know at an arms length away.

I was kind of timid when I started college too, though, when I wouldn't leave my room unless it was to head to class. Where I'd write everything in a journal to keep me sane and wishing I could go home. Now I don't really know if I want to go home permanently lol.

So, even though I have August Blues for a bit, I know that I won't forget anyone I've met here at school. Though my college experience was a brief experience, it was an amazing experience.

~Squeezy~