Breaking the College Cherry

You read correctly. The long member of college is about to take away from me what I once thought was the real world this Sunday, August 30th. I can only pray that I'm not in for a rude awakening after welcome week, as being a part of the Tisch School of the Arts, I'm entitled to have fun while learning. After a week of getting to know all these wonderful people, participating in hopefully well-coordinated events, and perhaps even getting shitfaced, I'll be goddamned if my professors place a shitload of work in my lap. But even if this does happen, that's college isn't it?

For the past few weeks I haven't been able to fall asleep, though I've been plenty sleepy mind you. All I can think about when I go to bed is being in New York City and it is these thoughts that have kept me up till 6 am walking around New London, CT in search of something to do (no, I don't go looking for a "good time"). At least the word "boredom" doesn't exist in NYC. And to think, I applied Early Decesion in December. I was elated to say the least to get into Tisch for film, but making us wait 8 months (if my math is correct) to see our new home, that's just torture. But now that all of these months have passed, I'll be in New York in less than 4 days. Suddenly, nostalgia and homesickness has kicked in and I haven't even left.

All I'll think about these next few days are the great times I had in high school with my friends. One of my best friends has already left for Boston (Wentworth Institute of Technology) and the others I will soon leave. I can't even begin to list off the things I'll miss about my friends and the stuff we did, but even if I did, it'd be irrelevant I suppose, depending on who's reading this. Well I'm going to shut up now and save my typing for when I actually get to Gotham.