Senior year was not all smiles and roses for me. While I had fun, I had to admit that I was terrified most of the time. Leading up to graduation, I was having panic attacks on a weekly basis about going away to college. I was anxious about what awaited me at the end of August. I was not ready to leave my family, my friends, and everything I had ever known behind. For 17 years, I had lived in the same town in the same house, surrounded by the same familiar faces. College would be the first time I lived in a new place; it was a fresh start in every sense, and to be honest, I was terrified. My family agreed that it would be a good idea for me to attend my college's pre-orientation program in mid-July so that I might get to know some people and become better acquainted with the campus before move-in. I had no idea that this was going to be the best decision I had ever made.