Growing Pains

Ok, so I’ve wanted to start this blog for a really long time, but I couldn’t think of anything meaningful to say. As a result I’ve said nothing at all (yeah, a whole lot better, I know). But instead of not making any progress, I’ve decided it is best to at least take baby-steps. Any type of change that produces progress, whether small or large, easy or difficult is good....I suppose.
Warning: because I have nothing significant to say, the following will most likely contain senseless babble.

Currently, I’m confused with life. This happens quite often mind you. I’ve recently left home, living on my own and going to school like I’ve always wanted. But I feel nervous, lonely, inadequate, homesick, poor, tired, annoyed with consistent compromising, and ready to acquire magnificent superpowers to aid me in my struggles. I’ve been “top of the class” most of my life, but after barely making it into the University of my choice, I now hardly compare to my peers and I’m struggling to breath in a sea of overwhelming intelligence. I guess you could say that I’m suffering from growing pains. I suppose I’m confused because this is all unexpected for me. I thought easy, fun, and sure, maybe an education.

All well. Growing is good right? I just have to keep telling myself that, grit my teeth, and get over myself. Life’s just hard. I only wish that I could love it all the time including the struggles.