I actually got to meet my roommate in person today. We’re about the same height… so I doubt we’ll putting anything on any top shelves any time soon. I only had a chance to speak with her briefly, but I think we’re going to get along really well ☺.
I don’t think the sadness of missing people will hit for a couple days yet. I’ve gone on overnight trips before, so it doesn’t feel all that weird… yet. Haylee, Mom, and Dad are going to come back for my birthday, so I think that will stall the homesickness a bit further. No matter what, I just have to keep reminding myself that this is what I need to do. This is what it takes. When we neared the school today, and I saw the huge “I” in front of the stadium, I couldn’t help but think; “Emily, what that hell are you doing? You don’t know very many people here. You definitely don’t know you’re way around here. And you have no idea what to expect when you get here. Just turn around. Go home. It’s easier.” Then I started to think about all those people who said they believed in me, all the people who wished me luck, apparently they saw in me that I could do this, and there are times when I’m convinced they know me better than I know myself, so maybe they’re right this time. Maybe, I can do this. Sure, this is new, but a lot of things have been new before.
Moral of the story is: This isn’t as weird as I thought it’d be. I’m still alive. And… I’m still trying to finish all the Faygo.