This week I spent my first night in the apartment I am subleasing for the summer. My first night outside of a dorm. My first night with a kitchen. My first time feeling like I was actually in the real world. I am now planning meals for the week, tracking my expenses down to the penny, and constantly checking my bank account for my paycheck to hit. Do I feel like a grown up? Oh yeah. Am I a grown up? Far from it. I've come a long way this year, but I know there is so much more ahead. So here goes my *second* attempt at blogging my life. Disclaimer: no huge life breakthroughs are promised. Only that my stories and experiences wont be completely boring. And maybe you'll want to keep reading.
Friday, May 2, 2014
Second Go Round....
Over a year later, I've decided to start back on this blogging thing. I find myself ending my freshman year of college and in amazement at how fast it went. I am in LOVE with Texas A&M University. Over this past year I have met my best friends, been a part of amazing organizations, served the Bryan/College Station community, but more importantly, I've seen myself change into such a different person than I was 9 months ago. It's true, college changes a person. I'm not just talking about putting on the freshmen fifteen (which is NOT a rumor...and its sad when you realize this) but about how you act towards your peers, treat your parents, talk to your professors, spend your money, it goes on and on. I've found that even though in high school I thought I wouldn't survive without at least 6 hours of sleep, I can go without sleep for 36 hours with only a 30 minute nap strategically placed. Talking with my mom is something that I cherish now that I away from home. In high school, I dreaded having to answer the phone when I was away and listen to her drone on and on. About two months after I moved out, I realized that I found my mom's jokes funnier, I didn't think her 5 minute stories about our dog drinking water were boring, and I actually enjoyed just talking about random stuff. Is this actually possible? It is now that I am moved out and on my own. I miss my parents. And trust me kids, it will happen to you.
This week I spent my first night in the apartment I am subleasing for the summer. My first night outside of a dorm. My first night with a kitchen. My first time feeling like I was actually in the real world. I am now planning meals for the week, tracking my expenses down to the penny, and constantly checking my bank account for my paycheck to hit. Do I feel like a grown up? Oh yeah. Am I a grown up? Far from it. I've come a long way this year, but I know there is so much more ahead. So here goes my *second* attempt at blogging my life. Disclaimer: no huge life breakthroughs are promised. Only that my stories and experiences wont be completely boring. And maybe you'll want to keep reading.
This week I spent my first night in the apartment I am subleasing for the summer. My first night outside of a dorm. My first night with a kitchen. My first time feeling like I was actually in the real world. I am now planning meals for the week, tracking my expenses down to the penny, and constantly checking my bank account for my paycheck to hit. Do I feel like a grown up? Oh yeah. Am I a grown up? Far from it. I've come a long way this year, but I know there is so much more ahead. So here goes my *second* attempt at blogging my life. Disclaimer: no huge life breakthroughs are promised. Only that my stories and experiences wont be completely boring. And maybe you'll want to keep reading.
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