By Alsherrae’ Ray

 

August 7, 2016 is moving day for all Fall 2016 students, and honestly, the day can’t come fast enough.

I’m constantly reminded by my friends and family that I’m almost out of the house and on my way to college. Their reminders fuel my anticipation and looming anxiety. After all, I’M ALMOST OUT THE HOUSE, but I’m also almost out of the house.

Soon I’ll be able to stay up as long as I want to without any fuss or fight from my parent about how I need to go to sleep. Soon I’ll be able to use my phone, laptop, iPod, and any other electronic device after 11:00 (I grew up in a strict household with an electronics curfew.). Soon I’ll be able to eat what I want, when I want. Soon I’ll be able to go out every single night if I so desire. Soon I’ll be able to stay up all night working on a project and chug a can of Monster Energy Drink in the morning without a single mumble or chastisement.

However, I’m also going to have to be responsible for paying for everything, from my phone bill to new clothes. I’m going to have to pay money to wash my clothes. I’m going to have to share a space with someone I barely know. I’m going to have to work for the first time in my life in addition to a full courseload (Strict household meant no job either).

I’m sure you now can see my rather excited, yet anxious attitude.

Going away to college is one of the most transitory experiences in anyone’s life. And as much as I keep begging to leave already, I already know just how new this change will be. This is literally my make-it or break-it year. But I’m sure that I’m ready for the challenges ahead. I made it this far, so why stop now?

In the words of Mrs. Knowles-Carter, “I’ma keep running, ’cause a winner don’t quit on themselves.”