Change happens no matter
what, there's no way around it. It may be good or bad, but we don't know until it happens. Some people love change but others are reluctant to it. For me it depends on the change, getting my hair cut is a good change but going to college, I'm worried about. Don't get me wrong I'm so happy about going away to college, I been dreaming about being independent for as long as I can remember. But I don't like the fact that right now while I'm writing this I have no idea who I will be living with next year. You would think that overcoming so many obstacles like I have that change is easy for me, but it's not. I like high
school now; I know who my true friends are. I know almost everyone in my senior year class of over 300 hundred, we been together for four years now and plus three years of middle school. It’s weird to think that I won't see their face every single day. They have accepted me for whom I am, they treat me like everyone else does. I'm worried about going to college and having to start all over again. Having oxygen at night, I will start off my first semester having a single room. I'm worried that people will take that the wrong way and not understand the real me. Will that affect me making friends? I'm shy at first and it takes a while for me to open up, so I'm worried that if I don’t start trying to make friends right away that college won't be the way I have imagined it to be.
I'm also worried about losing touch with my friends from high school. I know for a fact that I would never lose my best friend, Nicole, we been friends since 4th grade and inseparable ever since. We been through everything together, she's always been on my side and I'm always there for her. She's the first person who accepted me for who I am, and I will be forever grateful for that. I don't worry about losing her but I do worry about losing in touch with others.
I don't like letting go of things and starting over but I guess if it's going to happen I'm going to stand up as tall as I can (I'm only 4'6, so not that tall) but I'll raise my head high and always try to have a smile on my face. That's what my parents have taught me to do. They always have told me to not worry what other people think. I'm finally starting to understand what they meant by that.