I felt as if I was never going to move-in.
We had to run around everywhere and finally we hit the last stop, Students Account. My mother and I finished up what had to be done there and returned to Wilson Hall to get my key. I was so nervous being that I had to start my first few weeks of college off in the living room of a suite. How would I meet people? I was told your roommate was the first person you became close with and there I was without one. Seeing the frustration in my face, my Mother and Grandmother both told me not to worry too much about it. The fact that they were going to leave me soon didn’t make me feel any better. As I walked them to the car, tears rolled down my face , it finally hit me that I wouldn’t have my Grandmother in the next room making me a sandwich or washing my clothes.
We said our goodbyes and as they pulled off and drove farther and farther away from me.Ramdition Week became the main thought in my head. I went back to my room and started to get myself together because these next seven days were going to be something I’ve never experienced and I can honestly say I was not ready. Day one of Ramdition started off so boring! I walked in andthe first thing I heard was classical music.
Then a man in a suit walked up to the podium and began to speak, I just knew he was going to give the longest, most boringness speech ever. Out of nowhere the music changed and I started to hear more familiar music and the next thing I know, the whole auditorium were on their feet enjoying the music. They tricked us. As I sat there and realized that, it made me laugh and I already knew I was going to enjoy myself.
Afterwards, we went to a class and our Legacy Leader introduced herself, then we left and went to the cafe to eat. Day one went by fast but I enjoyed myself and I looked forward to the rest of the week. It was only day two and I was already tired of waking up at eight-o-clock a.m.
I ate breakfast and me…