When school ended, college didn't seem so soon. We all agreed that these next two and a half months would be spent with every single one of us together. Two and a half months, that's about 70 something days and not one minute would be wasted. We'd hit the beach at least once a week, party hard everyday, and if we couldn't party at the very least see a movie. Of course this was only with the close friends, but i still had so many other friends I made over the past four years. I'd talk to them and we all made promises that we would at least have to do lunch one of these next few days. These plans all seemed so realistic till graduation came and everyone had to hang with the family who traveled hundreds of miles to come see them. I could wait a day to see my friends, but the next day we were all exhausted. I had a football game which two of my friends came to, but left at halftime so I couldn't even say "what's up." The last four years, my mother and I never went on vacation, but she seemed to want to make it up to me by scheduling 5 different vacations during my last summer before college. One of my best friends was leaving in three days to BC for summer school. So much for spending everyday together. I calculated that after all my vacations and previous obligations, I had about three and a half weeks of actual summer in Los Angeles. Well one of my friends left a week into summer, two others were both going on vacation for two weeks, which left my last good friend and me together. Its hard to complain to anyone when your mom is taking you to Mexico, New Orleans, San Fran, Arizona, and Palos Verdes, but as much as I wanted to spend time with her, I knew I had only so much time with my friends. On top of that, I leave for college two weeks early for football? Needless to say, I spent not even half my summer with my friends, but as a wise man once said, "Friendship and Geography have nothing in common, so if you're friends now no distance can change that."
Arriving at Trinity wasn't as bad as I could of thought, but the heat does resemble something like hell. The second I stepped on campus, I called home to let momma know. As soon as i finished packing and had a few minutes to myself I made sure to call all the homies. Told everyone how hot it was, asked how that party was that I missed, and talked about some other useless information. I had to go and meet the team in 3 minutes so I told them I'd call them later, but that didn't happen. With the time change and being exhausted from the heat I simply passed out early. This was the start of the rest of my life, but it felt more like the end of my life as I knew it.
Here we are about a month into school and by now everyone is settled into college life. Some of us are happy to be here while some are so homesick they prefer to never be in their own room because it just depresses them. I wouldn't say I was homesick, but i do miss home sometimes. I love the freedom and the fact I'm meeting so many people. I do miss how simple and easy home is, as well as my girlfriend and all my best friends. Like anything in life, I've realized college is a give and take. Best time of my life? Potentially, but right now, no. One thing I have grown to learn is time can be used very well and it can be used not so well. I started by sleeping everyday instead of doing work or communicating with friends, but now I do some homework and make an effort to call at least one person from home. I reserved Sundays for my momma and most my nights during the week for friends. I usually will call my mom more than just Sundays and if I'm walking from class with no one I will call a close friend. Every conversation starts the same, but we evolve from the "how are classes" till eventually we are reminiscing about the crazy things we've done. We compare our new schools to high school. My friends telling me how they meet a kid who reminds them of me or how I need to hurry up and visit because the females are all so pretty. Recently I started making plans with them for when I get home this December and how much trouble we are about to cause when we get back. Is not seeing them slash talking to them everyday hard? Of course, but I do the best I can and make it work.
Here we are about a month into school and by now everyone is settled into college life. Some of us are happy to be here while some are so homesick they prefer to never be in their own room because it just depresses them. I wouldn't say I was homesick, but i do miss home sometimes. I love the freedom and the fact I'm meeting so many people. I do miss how simple and easy home is, as well as my girlfriend and all my best friends. Like anything in life, I've realized college is a give and take. Best time of my life? Potentially, but right now, no. One thing I have grown to learn is time can be used very well and it can be used not so well. I started by sleeping everyday instead of doing work or communicating with friends, but now I do some homework and make an effort to call at least one person from home. I reserved Sundays for my momma and most my nights during the week for friends. I usually will call my mom more than just Sundays and if I'm walking from class with no one I will call a close friend. Every conversation starts the same, but we evolve from the "how are classes" till eventually we are reminiscing about the crazy things we've done. We compare our new schools to high school. My friends telling me how they meet a kid who reminds them of me or how I need to hurry up and visit because the females are all so pretty. Recently I started making plans with them for when I get home this December and how much trouble we are about to cause when we get back. Is not seeing them slash talking to them everyday hard? Of course, but I do the best I can and make it work.
