Today is the day that I'm finally moving out and starting my life.
I got into a college that, if I'm honest, I don't even remember applying to after high school. I didn't plan on going to college because I didn't know what I wanted to do with my life, but I guess somewhere along the line, I sent an application in, and I got in. My brain has been all over the place lately, so it doesn't surprise me that I forgot about it.
I'm going to study English lit. I want to be a writer. The college is three hours from home, so I'm a little scared. I've never been that far away from home before, and I've never gone anywhere without my mum and dad. I'm so excited for some freedom, though, and to work out who I am. Mum and Dad got me an apartment only a short walk from the school. I was happy to stay
