College Post #1

So I woke up at 6 last Thursday and thought to myself: "This is it. This. This is the day you have been waiting for, for as long as you can remember. And here it is."
Then I said goodbye to Rhyno, (the hardest part of my day), and got in the car with my parents -Chattanooga bound.
There was a time I thought that day would never come and today as I write this post I have been here at UTC, surrounded by strangers for three days. Its not long, but its enough time for me to realize that this is real. This is happening and I am finally independent and free.
And boy, does it feel good.
My roommates were my first friends and they are so awesome. Each of us is different but I like that. It keeps things interesting and I have already been learning so much. I think we are going to get along great.
I've met a few other people at some campus social things and so far I haven't found a person I haven't liked. I'm hoping that on Monday the people in my classes will want to be friends too. ;)
The dorm room is always cold but other than that I have nothing to complain about.
Zoe and I are about to go see a 100ft banana split... Only in college.
Another post soon!
~Paula

Counting Down...

Hey everyone,

I hope you are enjoying the last of this summer and getting excited for the school year.

I apparently don't understand the concept of "consistency," but that's alright. I finally hit 1,000 page views and I'm pretty sure 800 of them were mine, so I'm content to go at my own, leisurely pace. (Thank you, if you were one of the 200 other page views, your audienceship is honoring.)

Would you like to guess what I'm "Counting Down" to? It shouldn't be that hard. Go on. Guess.

If you guessed college - You win 100 points and a virtual high five *high five*

If you guessed...anything else - You get a point for effort and a point for just being you.

Anyway. I have a grand total of 8 days before I move to Chattanooga.

8. Days.

Tomorrow it will be 7. One week away.

The next day, 6.

And before I know it, I'll be unpacking my stuff into a dorm room along with my five roommates.

Before I go into this, you should know that I don't generally like changes like this. I just don't. I never have and they scare me. People are always asking, "Are you excited?", "Are you ready?".

I don't know. I don't know if it's even possible for me to be excited and how will I ever be ready?

It's hard because I feel like I had no control over this college decision in the first place, and it's worse now, knowing that with what little freedom I did have, I made a mistake.

I know it will work out. My faith grants me hope that everything will be ok. So many people have encouraged me and told me that I've made a good decision and it'll work out. It will.

So I count down to the day I start college. And I continue to pray for peace and I treasure every moment I have before I leave. Who knows what will happen? It'll be an adventure and I'll learn everything I can from it.

It's already started. Lets hope I can catch up. :)

~Paula