double confidence = 0.0;

Spring break has ended and now it’s time for Spring quarter. Which can only mean one thing: two and a half more months as a Green River student. Truth be told, I wasn’t exactly a happy camper when I first came here. I thought, “Crappy school, far away from the city. Can’t wait to transfer and get out of this ghost town!” Five quarters afterwards, I’m loathing graduation day–I’m really enjoying every second of my life, and I’d really hate to move. It’s just that I’ve gotten so used to Green River and it’s surroundings, and I feel that I’ve just settled in. I’ve got a job as a student marketing assistant, and even though it’s completely unrelated to my major, I’ve learned tons and met people whom I can call my mentors. I’m currently actively involved in two clubs on campus, and in fact, I sort of co-founded them. These are things I’m really proud of, and it is only now that I feel I’m actually contributing positively to my environment. I’ve also got quite a number of friends–maybe not that many, but I enjoy having a small group of really close friends who I’m sure I can count on.

So I guess what I’m trying to say is that I’m scared. I’m scared of what life will bring. I’m scared that I won’t have many friends in my new university. I’m scared that I won’t be able to fit in. I’m scared that I will struggle in my new classes. I’m scared that I won’t be a good computer scientist. I’m scared that I chose the wrong major. I’m scared that I won’t get into a good university and I’m scared that I won’t be able to make my parents proud. In fact, I’m scared that I won’t be able to make my friends, teachers, supervisors, and family proud. I’m just…not ready.

Life begins at the end of your comfort zone. -Neale Donald Walsch


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