Hogwarts

Since the first time I heard of St. John's it has had a certain mythical quality in my mind. The whole application process was a whirlwind of essay writing, website reading, mother consoling that lasted a whole two weeks! It was ridiculous! After my mother dragged me through the college application process for the second time, after all the stressful nights writing essays and official visits for crew, the pit in my stomach, the knots in my mothers back and the grey hairs sprouting from her throbbing noggin, the damn school found me! It was serendipitous, a miracle, a gift from God! How the heck did this happen?!?
I have never seen the campus, nor talked to any students, faculty or alumni. I've read about the program but never in great enough detail and I'm still unsure as to what classes I will be taking or what my schedule will be like. I feel like Harry Potter must have felt when he first learned that he was going to Hogwarts. Scared because it's all unknown. Excited because it's all unknown. Anxious because it's all unknown! It's all unknown! Oh my geezum flippin burgers!
St. John's is my Disney World. So many new rides to try. Like the "Dialectic Dominator!" and the "Circular Seminar Siren!" I'm even excited to try the classic "Homework!" ride...
Not only am I excited to go to St. John's, I'm excited to go back to school! School! Oh, how I've missed the classroom, the friends, the moments of insight and overwhelming curiosity. The feeling of a new pen, the smell of a fresh notebook, the weightlessness of my backpack yet to be weighed down by scrap paper and broken pencils. It's all so glorious...
And I will be there, down in Annapolis, across the street from the Naval Academy, 20 minutes from my Aunt, 50 from D.C., and a whopping 500 miles from home in just TWO days...
TWO DAYS!!!!!