Torn

I've been excited for quite some time, but I suddenly realized how ready I am for college. High school has been great for what it's worth, but I think it's about time to start my next big endeavor. We've been going to the same building to see (generally) the same teachers for the past four years. I can honestly say that I consider myself lucky for going to such a wonderful school with teachers who (for the most part) know what they're doing. A handful of teachers have affected my education and life in such a way that it would be hard to imagine how I would be without their guidance.

College can also be a scary experience, however, and I have my anxieties. Even though I'm sick of the repetition  that high school provides, I find myself stressing about the unknown. Will I really enjoy college life? I'm sure I will, but still, you never know. Will I get a crazy roommate? I don't care if they're a bit odd, but I just don't want any kind of voodoo ceremonies going on in my room. That would be a tad annoying, to say the least. Will my roommate be too normal? I'm a unique individual myself, so I don't want to worry about getting judged by someone who lives with me. I'll have a lot of stresses in my life when I go to college, and my roommate should not be one of them.

The thought of freedom comes to mind though, and my silly questions don't really seem to matter. Generally, I'll be able to do what I want and when I want to, and that sounds amazing to me. I love my parents, and they are extremely lenient for the most part, but I can't wait to finally start living on my own.

Then again, who's going to cook? It's alright, I can cook up a mean bowl of cereal.

Then again, maybe my roommate will steal my cereal. In which case, the following would probably happen.

Roommate

Me

I'd keep glaring until something happened. Believe me, it works.