Arriving at Canisius College in late August was a mind blowing experience. The unfamiliar situation which I was in was so familiar to me when I arrived. It's the feeling I got when I started my first day of pre-school. Every face belonged to a stranger and every voice seemed foreign to my ears. All I could tell myself was that I knew that things would get better, just give it time. My situation has changed for the most part; the familiar feeling has started to fade. The experiences I've gone through have changed my attitude about my current situation.
I remember waking that day; my first day of college, knowing my life would never be the same. I lay in bed thinking about every bad thing that could happen to me. The crimes, the drugs, and the busy streets kept rushing through my head. After procrastinating as long as I could, I got out of bed, gathered my belongings and placed them in my car. I then proceeded to do something I had been dreading all summer. I went back in the house to say goodbye to my family. The first one I said goodbye to was my dog. She's a big fat dog with a wrinkled face that spends most of her time lying around the house and eating. The look on her face was so casual. Realistically I knew she didn't know what was happening, but I told myself that she didn't want me to go. My brothers and sisters were .
moderately disappointed. I could see that they would miss me at first, but tomorrow would be as normal as a day as any other. My Mom, on the other hand, couldn't stop the tears from coming. She hugged me and told me how much she would miss me. I tried to leave before she could see how close I was to breaking down as well. .
I jumped in my car, turned the ignition and backed out the drive way. I tried so hard not to look back but my mind became flooded with friends, good times I was leaving behind, and not making the grade. Both of my parents are college graduates and spend a lot of money for my education.