It's taken almost nine months less than that really but I finally think that I have established my roots. First year of college is always rough or so they say. And you know what, they're right. I didn't want to believe them but things happened that proved them right. I haven't had an easier, too many ups and downs for me to be confortable but that's life and you can only take it as it comes otherwise you're in trouble. I have succeded in my major goal for this year, and that was to make at least one good friend and you know what, I made seven. Well at least in that one set and in the other I have four. The difference between the two groups is age, the onewith more are all freshies like me and the people in the other group are all oder than me but its how I roll. Though I do have some regets, things I wish I could change for the most part, I wouldn't do anything over. I can't believe that I only have a month left until I finish my first year and graduation gets closer. I won't say that I'm not scared because I'd be lying.....I'm absolutely terrified of things that are to come but I won't let that hold me back and keeping me from living my life. Lately, I've been noticing myself doing things I never would have myself able to do at the beginning of the year like talking to random guys considering the fact that I have absolutely no experience with that gender. Though I will say I do have three male friends, two who are older and one who is the same age as myself. These changes are good and I can't wait to see what the next year has to offer. Until then I'm going to live and enjoy life one day at a time.....