Transitioning from High School to College #3

I have now been away at college for about a month now, and I will say that it has become easier as the time goes on. Getting use to the classes and balancing my school load with my extra-curricular activities has grown to be not as terrifying of a task. We were assigned these blogs as part of our Comp 131 class to expand our writing skills. Every one has their own interpretation of what a blog is supposed to include, but my personal definition of a blog is a place to journal events. So, I want to not only take advantage of these assignments as a way to become a better writer, but also as a way to log the ins and outs of my college experience thus far. A place where I can express my true feelings about my new life in the college atmosphere. Well, let's start with this week. This week was actually pretty spectacular, since my dad got to come visit me from California. He was able to stay for about three days and watch a couple of my soccer games on campus. It was such a great feeling to have my dad here in Texas with me; being able to go out to breakfast, lunch or dinner with him and catch up on some quality time we have both missed out on. I'll be honest. I have been so busy over the past month at college, that I haven't really had the chance to become home-sick quite yet. Good, right? I think so. But I kind of feel guilty that I don't miss back home as much as I thought I would. Well, that mentality changed when I saw my dad. Seeing him again made me miss him that much more, and having to say goodbye again was that much harder. I am looking forward to the next chance I'll have to go back home and see the rest of my family and friends, but I know that the time I spend with them will make me miss them so much more when I return to Texas. Picking a far away school was a tough decision. However, I think if I would have picked a school closer to my house I would become that much more home-sick. I would constantly be going home on the weekends, and that would lead me to become home-sick more often. It was bittersweet seeing my dad again, because leaving was rough; but that is a big change that I will have to become accustomed too while I am at college.