I still remember when I was in college, that was three years ago. My high school classmates applied for different universities. Although I am in my own province, it takes six hours by train. I think our school started late at that time because of the road construction at the door, and didn't leave until after the National Day. I stayed at home for three months and was really bored to death.
Looking forward to school at home every day. I think I'm tired of what my mother watches at home. Seeing that other students have started military training in colleges and universities, I have butterflies in my stomach. I'm really nervous. I feel that my classmates have already started school, just like I am at home alone. On the night before the real start of school, I felt more nervous than ever.
After I packed my things the day before school started, I waited to go to school the next day. I was too nervous to sleep that night. I thought a lot in bed, what does Shinjuku roommates look like, and whether roommates get along well. The instructor was good during military training, and finally I went to college. I can dress up and go out to play.
It's dawn. I'm finally leaving school, but I'm scared. It's the first time I can't bear to leave home for so long. I feel a little guilty watching my parents prepare so many things for me. I feel that I didn't help my parents at home during the holiday, and school will start soon. Anyway, it's a complicated feeling.