I finally made the move on down to Provo, Utah to go to school from up north in Salt Lake City. It was my first time living on my own and, to be honest, I was a little nervous. My folks travelled with me to make sure I was set up right. They helped me get an apartment, and my good ‘ol dad took me to the grocery store and hooked me up with all the goods.

After they left my place the worry set in. My parents aren’t going to be there for me anymore! I mean they will always be there for me, but not on little things that I need their help with. I was on my own. Of course I didn’t let my new roommates see how scared I was. I just acted excited and grown up, like this was no big deal.

After they bought some groceries and said they’re tear-filled goodbyes, they left. And I was alone. It was a reality check. I really left the roost. I had to depend on myself to take care of myself. Sure, the first time away from home was exciting. But I also worried. I didn’t understand all the things that my parents helped me out with. And I couldn’t show that side of me to my new roommates.

The next day was the first day of class. That’s when the nerves really went nerve racking. Here I was, a skinny little freshman all alone on foreign campus with a bunch of strangers. Naturally, I got lost when I couldn’t find my classes, I was late to other classes, and I was overwhelmed with a college workload. I felt like a imbecile. And the twinge of homesickness started creeping in.

I finished my first paper and went to print it and to my surprise there was no ink in my brand new printer. I had left it at home. I didn’t think it was worth it to drive 45 minutes to pick up some ink so I decided to find a place that can do it for me.

So, I started writing my first paper around 11 p.m. By the time I got it done, I went to print. Hit the print button, and would you know it? There was no ink in my brand new printer.

Out of all the Provo printing firms I could have visited, I (not surprisingly) chose the one that was the nearest to my apartment. Plus, it was open late. And, I found exactly what I needed. I couldn’t be more relieved. I didn’t want my first college paper to be late.

This experience really tested my independence. It proved the fact that I could get by without my parents help. I am really looking forward to living on my own. I think I will grow up real fast this way.

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