This is fo real.

When I was in 8th grade I had a blog.  Until this week I had completely forgotten about this blog and all of the embarrassing things that a blog from year 13 encompasses.   So I do believe that my Blogger account is under the very internet safe and identity-guarding name of "Miss A."   My grandmother is the only person who still calls me that.  Although I spent a few hours poking around on Blogger to figure out some way to change that username to something more grown up, like my actual name, I couldn't figure out how to do it.  At this point I suppose I just have to embrace it.

At this point I also just have to embrace that I'm in college.  It's hard for me to come to terms with the fact that the thing I've been planning on happening for years is actually happening.  The goal has been reached, I graduated from high school and now I'm on a university campus trying to learn more stuff. It's hard to imagine that the future has become the present.

College, so far, has been much easier than it was made out to be.  Everyone told me it'd be scary and the professors would be mean and hold no regard for their students.  I was under the impression I was going to be writing a paper every night, slaving away on a report or an essay.  It seemed hellish and impossible.  But up to this point college has proved to be rather tame, compared to my previous expectations.  The part that has been the most difficult for me to get over is just the fact that we're actually here.  I lose myself in the lectures but in moments of distraction I glance around at the other faces in the room and realize that I don't recognize a single one.  I remember that I'm not at Centennial High School any longer.  I've officially started the first leg of my adult life.  It's crazy to think about.

Ashley Bates