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It has been a long time since I felt at home. With moving around so much, being stationed at different locations once every five or six months. My dad has been in the military for as long as I can remember. I was born in Sydney, Australia on February 6, 1990. I am 18 years old and graduated high school- amazingly enough with a 4.0 gpa. Lucky me right? Wrong now mom and dad are pushing me to start collage right away, which I can understand- collage isn't getting any cheaper these days. But I want to see the world. This is how that argument went over………

"But Mom I want to world travel some and meet new people, experience new things"

"That is just fine, but I am sure the world can wait. Collage isn't getting any cheaper. We already sent your applications in and you already got some acceptances letters"

"Joy. But isn't what I want more important?"

"Of course sweet heart and what you want is to go to college and get it out of the way. End of discussion. Now let's get you packed, we have a long drive ahead of us for any of these schools."

And that is where it ended. My defeated and mad at my mother, packing for collage. Now all I had to do was pick one. Out of the ten colleges I applied for I got accepted into four of them; Harvered, Noter dame, a European school- I can't pernounce the name but it is in France, and a small community college in Cheyenne, Wyoming. I have been to all of these places with my dad's job and they were my favorite places.

I finally settled on the one in Cheyenne,Wyoming. Mom and Dad weren't happy, but I told them it was this or let e go world travel. You can imagin what they said- "school"

So we packed up nand flew from St. Louis Illinois, to Denver Colorado. From there it was a strait two hour drive. When we got there I thought mom and dad were going to tell me I could world travel, instead they pasted a smile on their face and walked me to student assistance in building "F"

the building was small and welcoming a tan color painted the walls and there was blue furniture- and guess from the colors on the outside i think these are the school colors- blue and white if you didnt catch on. anyway- the school looked comforting and welcoming- at least what i had seen so far. the lady at student assistance was very nice. she was dressed in a blue suit with black strappy heels. she had her hair up in a bun and nicely done make-up. i would guess that she was about 29-30 years old. a very well put together woman.

"um...hi. my name Anya(Onya). i am starting school here and was told this is where i needed to check in."

"ah yes. college freshman. last name?"

"smith"

" anya smith... ah es here you are. i just checked in your neighbor for room and boarding. you are in room 180. top floor in building A. here is your class schedaul if you have any questions or concerns please see me."

"thanks and i will keep that in mind"

and that is how i got where i am. i am unpacking in my very own room on my very own- without my mom and dad!! how cool is that?!

HEY GUYS. LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK. I AM TRYING SOMETHING NEW AND WOULD LOVE TO HEAR ANY FEED BACK YOU MAY HAVE- GOOD OR BAD- SO THAT I CAN IMPROVE MY NEXT CHAPTER. THANK YOU ALL AND I HOPE YOU ENJOYED. MY NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE UP AND READY TO READ SOON!

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