The next step...

Finally the time has come for me to move out of my house and into a hostel so I can attend college. Change always makes me nervous, though I should have got used to it by now. A totally new place, totally new people, and a new culture to adjust to. I don’t think I will have a lot of trouble though, especially because now I have something very solid and comforting that I can hold on to while I am falling through the darkness. Yes I am talking about my sweetheart. She has been a concrete pillar that I can lean on, and I have full faith that she will hold me when I need her. Being lonely really sucks, so I am really thankful that I have such a loving and caring girlfriend.

Well the challenges that I expect to face are ragging and studies. The seniors in college are going to rag me, perhaps worse than anyone else because I wont fit in with everyone else, having never lived in the place. But as long as it stays lawful, I don’t think I am going to have a problem with that. Studies, my second concern is a bit enigmatic right now. I only have a faint idea of what I am going to have to face, but I am sure I can score good if I work a little hard, so that’s exactly what I am going to do. I know sounding positive is really lame, but hey sometimes you have to do that to get places. Whether I like it or not, the responsibility of my life is being thrust into my hands, I can only hold it or drop it, so I am going to try to hold it best as I can. But its going to be hard, like trying to hold water with your bare palms.

So right now, my mood is positive but apprehensive. I am looking forward to being independent and going to take it as an adventure. After all, life is a game that one can either enjoy or be miserable through, because no matter what, it has to end someday. So here’s to a life full of new experiences and a whole load of fun.

Cheers.