Changes

Bye mum, Bye Dad and Bye my little sister. I am going to the United States Of America for four years!  This is it. I am going to chase my dreams and make them come true.

Its in my first semester as a freshmen that I am more enthusiastic about college life, I want to be part of all possible activities on campus, all sort of community services and socialize with people I initially think that they surely share something in common with me. My classes?! Oh my classes are wonderful, everything is new,  my mind is fresh from high school, and I enjoy engaging in discussions about culture because I feel like I need to show people where I come from and what I stand for as a strong international  female student.  It is all smooth, exciting, fun and incredibly the best time of my life. What I did not realize is that everyone is actually going through the same thing as I am, well for freshmen in this case. My excitement is my classmate’s excitement. International student or not, we all felt good about our first meal in the the Dinning hall, with a table full of new faces. It lasts for more than a month. Even the weather, oh they couldn’t have chosen a better season to start college, but Summer: bright and  happy.

Did I report to my family that I arrived? What did I say? How do I explain the way I like this place? In fact do I know what I want to do in terms of academics? All this questions popped  up into our heads, during the first days of college. What we don’t realize is that even though we don’t physically travel to anywhere, we are constantly changing who we are, and at the same time building up into a completely  different person. Changes occur whether we choose to or not.

Its during this second semester that I started realizing how it works. No my dreams are not happening in a snap of fingers, I have to do more than I ever thought I would. No I won’t major in Psychology anymore, I may minor in it, but I am definitely not the same person anymore. Sometimes I feel like I got it, but sometimes I feel like I know nothing at all, I feel like I don’t know what is going on and where I am going with all these classes I am taking.

 I have changed in a sense that I give priorities to my academics and personal interests. I don’t sign up for things just because I need to be out there and be heard. I am driven by my maturity and passion as a foreigner , baring in mind that I said buy to my family, telling them that I am chasing my dreams.

In the end that’s what all of us as Westminster students are doing. We are building ourselves and facing changes that we are not necessarily aware of. Changes that makes us stronger in someways, because they surely help us find our paths in this life.