To Whom It May Concern:
Life is hard.
I don't mean one thing specifically I mean life in general. That great feeling I had over the summer is gone and I feel...sick. It isn't one just thing. My classes are great, the campus is fine, my dorm room is adorable, my roommate is awesome, I haven't lost anything I love. But the decisions I am already beginning to make are scary and I don't know if I am ready for this. I don't know what I want to be when I grow up, I don't know what I want to major in, I still don't know how to read people, and I am stuck writing this entry in the Trojan Center because they still have yet to put internet into our room. That is fine, it took me three days to get a bed. Welcome to College right? I am an adult now, I think it finally stuck.
Don't get me wrong, I am excitied as hell. I'm just scared that the mistakes I am going to make are going to be so big that I won't be able to get out of them.
On a lighter note: the people around here are great. And I do really like the campus. (I kind of wish there was something else to do in town though)
On a darker note: You suck. (This is directed towards one person)
I miss you guys and I hope you are having a good time. I'll get used to it...eventually. Alright well I have some Anthropology and English reading to do, so I'll hear from all of you later on. I hope to talk to you soon, hope to see you even more.
Later