When I moved to college that was the first major step into adulthood. I was always a very responsible person and I knew that I had motivation, I don't know if it had to do with my mother always threatening my life if I didn't do good in school or the fact that I lived under my brothers shadow of him being the valedictorian and away at college to become a pharmacists. But either way, I , myself, had motivation to do good in college and be successful because I have always wanted that desk job or public relations type work where I have a guaranteed salary; and a pretty decent one at best.

And so when I got to my dorm, the family helped me get moved and settled in so I was already to live on my own. The first few weeks were actually very intimidating because first, I was used to high school and knowing everyone in the entire school, in college, I knew no one. So the first few weeks I just took the time to get settled in but after a while, I got lonely. I didn't know my roommates and they never even made eye contact with me. Reality set in, I had never been completely alone before. As the days passed I would run into people from the dorms on campus so finally, I decided to go out of my secure bubble and actually be social without knowing anyone. I now have friends that I will always keep for the rest of my life and now know what "being independent" really is.

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