Although it’s weird to think of myself as a junior, it also feels natural, as I am the age of 17. My first week here at msa has been all the emotions, but especially joy and sadness. Last week I spent my day working outside to get a new phone (I dropped mine in a lake) and after, I spent it with my family. I was regretting my decision to leave them that night and lost sleep over the fact knowing I wouldn’t see them for another two weeks- that I wouldn’t be able to go home for another two weeks. That feels so far away now, like it was months ago.<\/p>\n
This week has been so physically and mentally draining. I feel bad for leaving my friends and family behind, but I needed to do this and if they can’t support me, then they aren’t concerned for my best interests and if that’s the case, I shouldn’t be concerned of what they feel for me. I’ve learned that it’s okay to put yourself first, and you shouldn’t be miserable to save someone else from being miserable, because they will make new friends just like you will. But in all, this week has been a solid 7, or maybe 8.<\/p>\n
The hardest part of being a student at msa and living on campus is what you leave behind at home. Your parents, family, friends, pets, other loved ones, and the memories you share with them.\u00a0 Every year I’ve been in school, on my first day I would come home with a tired face and my mom would smile asking the typical question, “How was your first day at school?” And after I tell her about my long day, she would make me my favorite food while I watched TV. Of course, I knew I would no longer experience this tradition\u00a0 before I came here, but it saddens me how quickly it is out of my life. That’s another hard part- the realization of independence and growing up. But that’s not a part of this school, it’s just a part of life this school pushed me to recognize.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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