My last day of high school was much like my first. I walked through the halls in a daze and only cried once I was in the safety of my mother’s arms. I don’t like the feeling of knowing that I no longer belong somewhere. I don’t like the feeling of no longer having a routine. I’m completely up-rooting my life for college, leaving my family and friends and everything I’ve known behind. Most of my day was fine, taking pictures in all my classes and signing yearbooks. But it hit me once I was on the train that I’m not going home to bullshit some homework, shower, sleep and then return to Tech. No, this was it. It’s over now. My senior prom is Friday and graduation at Barclays is less than two weeks away. I’m growing up and gaining all the freedom I could’ve ever wanted. And I’ve never felt more scared.