Chapter One: When Will My Life Begin?

Usually fun and adventurous stories start off with a heart-pounding, action-packed, swash-buckling  beginning. Not this one though. Because this is the story of little, ordinary me. And, unlike other stories, this isn't the beginning. This is almost the prequel to a story that might not even happen; a path created that leads to a road still being built. Because this is the story of little, ordinary me. This is a story of a college freshman.
Well...sort of. I'm not a freshman in college yet. I will be though...very soon. I only have 33 days left until I am out of public high school. Of course, I will miss a lot of aspects of being in high school: my friends, the easy grades, the impressive teachers....but at this point (which I am sure many high school seniors are feeling) I am ready to GET. OUT. I am ready to begin my life.

  Here is Rapunzel, from the Disney movie Tangled, painting her image of the world outside of the walls of her tower. This. Is. How. I. Feel. No, my parents aren't locking me in my house and keeping me from the world, but I just feel like I cannot truly experience the world until I am thrown into it completely. I know how ridiculous it is for me to relate my life to a Disney Animation (I am secretly seven years old) but I almost feel like me, writing this blog about how ready I am to get out of my current world, is mirroring Rapunzel just as she paints the world she so desperately wants to be a part of. Like me, she has created an image of the world outside her walls, a world she has never seen nor touched.
I have never been to college! I have never lived with strangers! I have never lived without my parents! Heck, I haven't even been to a high school party. So, how can I, a complete stranger to this incredibly new world, want it so badly?
As the days between now and when I put on the graduation robes grow smaller and smaller, I can't help but find myself becoming more and more reflective. I am incredibly excited about this new adventure that seems so far, but also scared out of my mind by this dark road ahead that seems so close. However, time does not speed up or slow down...it's coming. No matter how much I tap my fingernails on the small desks at school, time will not speed up. And no matter how much I put off buying college dorm supplies, time will not slow down.