I should probably be sleeping right now. It's already a couple of hours past midnight here in Greece, and this has been quite a tiring day. I haven't yet finished looking through all my clothes and stacking them up according to what I'm going to do with them - it's not only about deciding what to take to Davidson and what to leave home... The thing is, apart from my own upcoming departure to North Carolina, that my family will also be moving to Crete (yeah, the island) permanently, right after my high school graduation. In other words, this is a time of a lot of simultaneous, great changes. It may sound a bit too "poetic", but it really feels like a whole chapter of my life - my school, my old friends, my neighbourhood - is ending, before it is replaced by a new one, beginning this August!
You bet I'm going to miss quite a bit of that old chapter... Most of my friends are staying in Europe - and I'm the only one so far from my school to ever attend Davidson. At least, when it comes to people like my friends and family, we'll have the opportunity to communicate once in a while (thanks to Skype and e-mails, mostly)! It's not only people, though, that I'm going to miss. I keep thinking about my school's music club, in which I've been actively involved for three years and from which I've gained some of my happiest experiences; unfortunately, due to Davidson's annual schedule, I know I won't be able to make it to any of the club's music performances next year, or to any of their performances for the next four years... Yes - even this "insignificant" thing about leaving is also one that bothers and saddens me, when I think about it.
I believe that everyone leaving home for college has at least one thing or experience that they find hard to leave behind - for me, it is that particular club, for somebody else it might be anything. Personally, I gain courage by thinking that the upcoming experiences that lie on the other side of the Atlantic could outweigh everything, or almost everything, that will be missed at home. I'm going to study what interests me and to meet hundreds of people on the same boat as me... I'm pretty confident that, by this Christmas, I will have had such mind-blowing experiences that I won't even bother being sad about missing what happened at home during the months I'll have been away. Well, do I know it's going to be that way? Admittedly, no. But I sincerely feel that it will. Only time will tell...
You bet I'm going to miss quite a bit of that old chapter... Most of my friends are staying in Europe - and I'm the only one so far from my school to ever attend Davidson. At least, when it comes to people like my friends and family, we'll have the opportunity to communicate once in a while (thanks to Skype and e-mails, mostly)! It's not only people, though, that I'm going to miss. I keep thinking about my school's music club, in which I've been actively involved for three years and from which I've gained some of my happiest experiences; unfortunately, due to Davidson's annual schedule, I know I won't be able to make it to any of the club's music performances next year, or to any of their performances for the next four years... Yes - even this "insignificant" thing about leaving is also one that bothers and saddens me, when I think about it.
I believe that everyone leaving home for college has at least one thing or experience that they find hard to leave behind - for me, it is that particular club, for somebody else it might be anything. Personally, I gain courage by thinking that the upcoming experiences that lie on the other side of the Atlantic could outweigh everything, or almost everything, that will be missed at home. I'm going to study what interests me and to meet hundreds of people on the same boat as me... I'm pretty confident that, by this Christmas, I will have had such mind-blowing experiences that I won't even bother being sad about missing what happened at home during the months I'll have been away. Well, do I know it's going to be that way? Admittedly, no. But I sincerely feel that it will. Only time will tell...
