Oh, How I Hate Change

So last night I was fishing with some friends and I was talking to one of them and we started talking about having to start to pack up some of our stuff to take home. Then it hit me, home. I have to go home after the year is over with; I have to leave my friends. Then that feeling started, the feeling of change. Oh, how I hate change. I don’t hate all change, change is good most of the time but I hate leaving people. And I know that I’ll see most of my friends next year but it won’t be the same. I’ll have to make some new friends and I hate that. Growing up I never had to really make friends because I lived in a small town and so we all knew each other. When we met in grade school we stayed friends all throughout high school. I really don’t remember meeting my friends because it was just that long ago. So coming to college was hard for me because I really had no idea where to start. And now I’m going to have to do it again.
Next year I’m going to the Columbus campus and it’s going to be so different. I’m exciting though to be able to experience something new. Because I grew up in a small town so then going main campus is a big deal. Newark is comfortable to me, but I feel like I always do the comfortable thing and I never really challenge myself, but I really think this is going to challenge me. I need to step out of my bubble of small towns and really just enjoy what Columbus will offer.
Thinking about how I’m excited about Columbus but sad about leaving my comfort zone and friends makes me feel like I’m on a rollercoaster about to throw up. I hate the fact that things won’t be the same next year but I’m so excited about it at the same time. I’m so confusing sometimes and I don’t know what to think. I know everything will turn out the way it’s supposed to but I can’t help but worry. Oh, how I hate change.