Sincerely Chenelle

It’s my first year of University and it has been a bitter-sweet experience so far. It’s nice that I have all this freedom to live on hall, away from my parent’s in a new city, not needing permission to do what I want to; but sometimes I wonder if it’s really freedom although I am free. In high school I had a handful of friends who I looked forward to seeing and sharing different stories and jokes from my life. Now, there’s no one. I don’t have those friends anymore, we grew up and everyone’s life took a different path, we hardly get to see each other. I guess I could say I have one friend, my boyfriend. But does he count as a friend? I can’t share my life story with him because he’s actually the only story I have right now. I spend half of my days with him, the other half at class. We can’t talk about girly things because he’s a man and we don’t really have that much in common in terms of interest. In high school, I thought University would be fun, I had everything p...