Thoughts on School

Thursday, September 18, 2014



I've been thinking a lot about school lately. Partly because I'm in a new school, and partly because school now is so different for me than it was when I was younger. 
When I was younger I had to be in class between 8 & 9. As I got older, it started to get progressively earlier. By the time high school rolled around I had to be in class when it started at 7:45 am. I did that for 3 years and never, ever, got used to it. 

Now I'm in college and 3 days a week my first class is at 10 am. The other 2 school days my only class isn't until 2:30 pm. The schedule is so insanely different than I have been used to my whole life but I have fallen into it so easily. I no longer have to get up at 6:30 to get ready so I get to school on time, I no longer have to skip breakfast because I can't eat early in the morning without feeling sick, and I no longer have to be out of the house before the sun is up. It's fantastic.

Another difference I have noticed is that when I was younger I was require to be at school from 8 in the morning until 3 in the afternoon. Everyday through 8th grade. I was homeschooled for 9th grade and although my parents still made me get up relatively early for to start my work, I had a lot more freedom. Going back to public school for 10th grade was miserable because I was once again stuck at school all day. I didn't like the school I went to, I only had 2 friends, and I hated life. My junior and senior years of high school I was able to take some classes online and only go to school for partial days. I still hated school but it was a lot better for me. Now here I am in college where I go to class at 10, am back in my room at 11, and don't have another class until 3. I feel like I have so much time to study and do whatever I want. 

Although there are a few things I dislike about college, namely: Sharing a room (I haven't had to do that since I was 8!), not being able to go home at my house with my parents and my dog after a long day, apparently I'm an adult now(and that's a scary thought), and there is no one to take care of me when I'm sick. 

I've been down here a month as of tomorrow and I've gone home once and gone to my cousins house once. It will be at least another month until I can go home again and I'm dreading the time between. There have been times where I am really happy to be here and then the times (probably the majority...) when I am homesick. I have called home crying, and called home to tell them about fun things that we've done. I'm still not totally sure how I feel about this yet but I hope I will find my place and learn to think of Cedar City as home. 


What was your first month of college like (if you've gone yet)? 
What do you do when you get homesick?
Let me know in the comments!

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