The Waiting Game

So, it's 7:28p.m. on a Monday and I'm sitting in my friend's room next door to mine. Three of us. On our computers. I am writing a blog. Anna is doing homework. Becca is done with homework. I was working on homework and got distracted. Honestly, I expected college life to be a lot more stressful. It currently is not. Right now, it's kind of a waiting game: Waiting to find out who my big sister is (we have a mixer later), waiting for classes to suddenly get so hard that I have a mental breakdown, waiting for auditions for Titus Andronicus on Thursday (and slightly freaking out about it), waiting to go back to Richmond and see my friends, but mostly waiting for the fact that I'm in college to sink it. People keep telling me that I'm in college. But it doesn't feel like it. I don't miss anyone from home yet. I don't feel like I've been away all that long. I suppose I could say that right now I'm just waiting for college to begin.