Ledia’s Monologue

College. Wow, how weird to be writing this. It feels like last week I was applying to college. And honestly, I miss high school. I miss my short schedule and my friends, and especially spending free periods in the senior office, helping out my favorite teachers and planning what I would be told, was the best prom Academy ever had.

But that time has passed. I’m in college now. I’m in the city and finally got out of Queens. That transition hasn’t been horrible. I’m used to a long commute, I’ve taken a few AP classes so the workload isn’t a shock, and I’m used to having to fill up my free time with something worthwhile. The commute hasn’t been horrible, especially when I get a seat on the L train, and if it’s a nice day, I usually walk to and from Union Square. The workload is fine, but I underestimate the time it’ll take me to do something. Something that’d usually take me only half an hour to read might take a whole hour.  It throws me off, but I’m getting used to it, so everything’s getting better. Free time is always awesome. I’ve been hanging out at Union Square a lot, but I’ve also joined Women in Business so I’ve been kept busy with meetings and thinking up ideas.

I think If I could go back a little while back and just have a five minute conversation with myself, I’d probably say that there’s nothing to worry about. There’s no need to have long text chats with your best friend saying you’ve forgotten how to make friends, and there’s not reason to worry about not having the social life you’ve always had, because it only gets better. One thing I would tell myself to worry about is writing time. I wish I did a lot more writing in the summer because that time has been reduced to maybe an hour, late at night, usually sometime during the weekend. And it isn’t enough. I can’t get the proper details from my brain onto Word. Just something to focus on.

But I’m happy. I’m happy that I made new friends and that I’m learning new things that I didn’t even think I’d be interested in. College is going well.

I picked this collage my sister made for me because I guess it’s the most literal version of a self-portrait. It shows my three fourths of my personality; minus the snarky, sarcastic side that just doesn’t come across well on camera. The first one is my silly side, which comes out pretty randomly, but I guess that makes it more fun. And then my shy side, which usually shows up either the first time I’m doing something or meeting someone, or I’ve realized that my silly side has been revealed. And the last one is me smiling because, that’s how I usually look, especially around friends.