Monday afternoon I picked up my diploma. Wednesday night I got my housing assignment and my roommates name for Longwood.
All of a sudden it’s really hitting me that I’m going to college and with that comes growing up and figuring out what after college looks like. I am beyond excited to meet new people and make new friends.
I have always been told that I’m mature for my age. I remember this the most going through high school and I’ve always taken it as a compliment. Growing up in a house of seven was a blessing and a learning curve. I think I speak for all of us girls when I say it made us stronger but also gave us a bond as we continue to get older.
When people are around my family for the first time, they are shocked with how sarcastic and brutal we are with each other. The thing is though, we have all learned to take it. I’ll be the first to say that girls are down right mean, but in our family with six girls and one guy, we used sarcasm. I think by doing this it allowed all of us to be able to take a joke and laugh at ourselves.
As I continue to grow up I always keep these thoughts and reminders in the back of my head. I know my sisters will be there for me, no matter what, and that is a feeling that can never be replaced. They’ll be there when I need a laugh or a shoulder to cry on and I love them for that. I mean it when I say I don’t have one best friend, I have four that know me better than myself.