College Take 2

Hi you beautiful people <3

For those of you who don't know, yesterday I moved into Vassar for the second (first) time. By that, I mean that it was the beginning of my second attempt at freshman orientation. After two whole years of struggle and therapy and waiting, I FINALLY got to rejoin the land of college education.

I was beyond terrified, to say the least.

Though it was my second time around and packing and moving in was all second nature, the anxiety was still very much there. I'd be starting college after taking two years off of school. What if I forgot how to introduce myself? What if I forgot how to make friends? What if my old friends didn't remember me? What if I forget how to write a paper? What if I forget how to take notes? Do research? Participate in class? All these thoughts were swarming through my head as I unpacked my dad's CRV.

The campus brought back so many memories of my first time around. The late-night walks I took with Evan, the dorm I lived in with Linnea, the classrooms I rehearsed in with the Owls... Then there were the not-so-good parts: the basement I had almost every single panic attack in, the office I spent most of my time crying in, the dorm I was assaulted at... Those memories weren't exactly happy ones. Nonetheless, it was exciting to see some familiar faces and make friendly conversation with new ones.

Since my actual dorm got a long-awaited makeover but isn't totally finished yet, I've been placed in a temporary rooming situation until tomorrow (hopefully then I can move into my real dorm room.) I've only unpacked my sleeping bag thus far cuz it's not worth it to unpack just to have to repack and then unpack yet again. Blegh. College is frustrating. But anyhow.

Regular orientation starts on Monday I believe. It's always weird when the domestic students come to campus because I feel like the vibe completely changes. Not necessarily in a bad way. It's just different.

I miss my Owls. I can't wait to see them and hoot with them again.

I need to update my resume so I can start applying to jobs ASAP. I need to make that cash money.

I need to get in the habit of writing more often cuz every time I take a significant break and then come back to it, I always end up hating how it sounds and getting too perfectionist-y about it. Ugh. It's okay, it'll come back to me eventually.

I'm absolutely ecstatic to be a part of a community again. I've missed that. I miss feeling like an intellectual scholar who actually knows some shit. I dunno. It's nice to have conversations with people of all varying expertise.

This semester I really wanna focus on myself. Eating, sleeping, studying. Not get involved in other people's drama. I can't afford to do that this time. At least not this semester. This time around, I'm allowing myself to be selfish. This time is for me to better myself, to establish healthy routines, healthy relationships. I wanna prioritize self-care and school and the Owls and that's it. Next semester I can think about joining other clubs like Burlesque or Archery or Latinx Alliance or The Miscellany News or Student Theatre.

For now, I just want to keep myself as focused as possible on very few commitments. At least that is the hope. We'll see.

I'm excited to spend time with the love of my life, Linnea, and harass the shit out of Evan :) It'll be wonderful.

All in all, though I am quite nervous about some aspects of college life, I am also incredibly excited and thrilled to finally be able to go back to it and enjoy it for what it is. I am older now. I know things now. I have control now. I have more experience and more agency. I have the power to control how I want things to go for me. I am going to be okay. I am going to be all right. I am going to make it through.

In other news, I think my mom is visiting to give some lecture in two weeks so that'll be interesting.

Please stay hydrated while the world is on fire, thanks.

Hasta la próxima,

Much love xoxo

Maya