... So much for waiting to post until next week. I just couldn't bear to wait that long, especially when I feel as if I'm something of a mystery to what could possibly be more than a handful of readers, in good time. Or, in other words, my life is accurately depicted in one GIF, and I needed to do something to pass the time:
As I stated before, this blog is mainly going to be a collection of posts about my time at Belhaven University, a private Christian college established in Jackson, Mississippi. From my own personal reflections to tales of my adventures with my only slightly-sane group of friends, I hope that this blog is able to paint a fairly pretty picture of what I experience every day.
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I suppose I should start with the fact that, unlike quite a few people here, I actually come from Mississippi - the Gulf Coast, if you want to be specific. One would think that, since I was born and raised in this god-awful state, I would want to leave. That was actually my original plan... Well, until I realized that I had no desire to pay out-of-state tuition. And that I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life when graduation was mere months away. And that I'd be alone in a larger school until I made friends (a difficult feat in itself for me). All in all, I was screwed if I left.
However, I've come to appreciate other places besides the small town from which I come, now that I am away. I now even consider Jackson my new home, rather than a residence. I also now have some semblance of an idea of what I want to do, post-college, and it's all thanks to signing up for information at a college fair so I could have something to look forward to. Well, besides letters about full scholarships to community colleges closer to home.
Three hours' distance between my old home and new home isn't terribly much, but I can say that I was more than a little apprehensive about leaving my mother and sister for so long and for the first time, especially considering our circumstances. The fact that I knew one person from the start because we went to high school together consoled me a bit. Still, this was a huge development for me. Again, I had thought that I was going to have so much difficulty in finding where I belonged - that I would be the one sitting alone at meals or not going to campus events because I would rather enjoy solitude in the comfort of my 11' x 16' dorm room.
If there is one thing I am absolutely ecstatic about being wrong about, it is this. I have somehow managed to find myself wrapped up in the unpredictable antics of a rather large group of people that seem to understand things in a way that I've never been able to see back home. Most of these people are creative writing majors (which tends to have me get confused by many people for one as well, most of the time), but there are a few other majors represented, and I am coming to profusely enjoy the presence of every single person that I spend time with, regardless of the focus in his or her studies.
You will be introduced to many of my friends as I continue to write and give you insight. Listing things all at once is for people who can manage to put their thoughts into concise points - in other words, not me. Of course, this means that I have to be careful of what I say about who I am talking about (try saying that five times fast) because I know at least one person at this school is aware that this blog exists.
Now, since it is past my bedtime, I really should sign off. Until next week (this time, for sure).
- Sara

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