My Last Night

One of the most equally dreaded and anticipated nights I have had in a long time is finally here, the last night I will be home before I move into my dorm. As I write this my entire family is in a room upstairs which I am not allowed to enter due to something involving my birthday. We have to leave our house around 7:30 in the morning, so celebrating this evening while we are all actually awake seemed appropriate. Tonight will be fun and full of tears I am sure, but I am in  no way ready for what tomorrow has in store for me. As I have said before, my roommate and I have known each other since birth, and our families have always been close, so with all of us shoved into a tiny dorm I cannot imagine the chaos that is sure to ensue when it is time for our parents and siblings to leave and for us to finish unpacking our boxes. For tonight I will enjoy the honorary birthday that I am having, but turning 18 and moving out on the same day is going to rock my world. Wish me luck!

Looming Responsibilities

Tomorrow is my last day at home before I move into my dorm and I on an emotional roller coaster, stuck upside down in the last loop. I have yet to pack my bags, despite ample free time, I just binge watched The Originals on Netflix, and I am completely out of things to do aside from sit and think about what comes next. I am now at the point in my life where everyone believes, or pretends to believe, that I will have a bright future and do many great things. Yet, in 4 years at least one third of those people won't remember who I am. Two thirds of the remaining people will most likely disapprove of a choice of mine along the line and expect that I be married and pregnant the day after graduation. Leftover is the small elite group of people who realize that success is measured in more ways than a degree and a family. I can't help but to worry that by the end of my next four years of education I will be viewed as a failure, a walking representation of all of my missed opportunities. It will be time to get a job and go with the flow of society, talk about unimportant things with women in my neighborhood whom I have nothing in common with and wonder where along the line I messed up.
With that being said I am happy to announce that I intend to follow no such path. If I can face the looming responsibility of adulthood, then maybe I can overcome the chains that follow shortly after.

Dear Colleges Everywhere,

I know that college is going to be hard, really I do. High school was a walk in the park compared to what I am about to experience, and I can't wait for the challenge. With that being said, it is currently 2 nights before I have to leave my home for move in day, and I have already had to take tons of online classes! I get it, we need to be prepared and our generation has it pretty easy, but if you are coming out of high school and don't know that its bad to copy and paste a Wikipedia page as your homework, then you deserve what you get. I love the idea of expanding my horizons and exploring new things, but if I have to sit through one more lecture about why I shouldn't do drugs my head is bound to explode.

Sincerely,
A concerned freshman

About Me

My name is Allyssa, and I am a 17, soon to be 18, year old girl. I have spent the entirety of my life in the same town, with the same people, and the same day to day routine. All of that is about to change. I start college this weekend, on my birthday actually. Yeah, it's not far from home, and yeah, my roommate and I basically shared a crib growing up, but I will finally be in a school with more than 300 people. 

My favorite things to do are as follows:

Read

Write

Draw

Paint

Bake

Text

Binge watch Netflix

Sleep

So clearly I am your average teenage girl.

I love to write, but as you'll find out in reading this, I use commas way too often. And despite my love for reading I don't do it much anymore. 

I have a boyfriend, a best friend, parents, and a little sister.

I can't keep up a diary, but have always wanted to. 

I still have no idea what I am doing, but who does really?

So, there is a little more about me, what about you?

10 things that I cannot stand

1) Feet. Just no.

2) Small plus size sections

3) My forgetful nature

4) Always being politically correct

5) Awkward silences

6) Being told what to do

7) People who don't like Sci-Fi

8) That it is expected I know what I am doing with my life already (I'm only 17 folks)

9) Cold weather

10) Mexican food

Well, this is new

The first time I did anything like this I was in the third grade. A boy that I knew had his own website, it was kind of a big deal, so of course I had to make my own. The sites name was "Allyssa's Army" which is a story for another time, and it was all my friends and I spent our time and energy on until Elementary school came to an end. So, to say I am a little rusty in the world of blogging is quite an understatement. In all honesty, I hadn't thought about trying my hand at blogging in years until today. Moments ago I was sitting in my bedroom trying to stay awake and navigate my new computer, thinking about what my freshman year of college will be like, and wishing that I didn't have to move in on my 18th birthday, when I saw that Blogger was installed on my computer. Call it what you will, fate, destiny, or an expected occurrence considering Blogger is there for anyone with google chrome, but I was intrigued. So, I clicked the app and here I am. Go easy on me.