First Year College Student

Going into college is obviously a major jump whether you go straight from high-school, take a year away and go, or whatever else it may be-- no one's here to judge. To say the least, college is a whole new environment compared to most other places I've been around. Thankfully this semester has flew by and I didn't find it that challenging. It'll probably only get worse from here, but it's nice my first semester of college went the way it did.

My brother and I were trying to get an apartment before school even began, but that ultimately fell through and now we're both in separate dorms across campus. At first I had a roommate, and then he got a house so I was left alone for the first couple of days. It was actually kind of depressing being away from home and alone in a dorm. I'm a person who likes my space, but needs some type of company here and there... I know, kind of confusing. Anyways, one of my good friends was able to get into my room, and that made things easier. We haven't had any issues with each other, and we know when and when not to bother one another for whatever reason. Some people say living with someone you know in college can ruin friendships or whatever-- I know in some cases it has-- but with us it's been pretty easy.

My father said I should experience the dorm life, and man have I experienced it. Obviously sharing a room with someone is an experience, but I've shared a room with my brother before so that wasn't that big of a difference. When I think of "experience the dorm life", I think of the others around us. My roommate will attest to this, our floor is quite interesting. Sometimes we just sit here and wonder what goes through their minds when something happens. My roommate and I also share a bathroom with two others instead of having a community bathroom, which is fairly nice. There haven't been too many run-ins with getting to use the bathroom with our roommates, and there haven't really been any issues with them at all. We really don't even talk to each other that much and it's not a hatred type of thing. We do have a group message and we'll text in it every so often, and we'll talk to each other here and there in the rooms and acknowledge each other around campus. We each just go about our business without any issues which is nice. For the dorm life, it really isn't that bad.

Now, for the class part of college, I think I got lucky with my schedule. It's nice because it made the transition into the college life easier for me. Although, I didn't believe that waking up for an 8:00AM would be harder than waking up for school. I was totally wrong about that. An 8:00AM is 100 times harder than waking up for high school, and we can argue about that. The good part of that was my 8:00AM class is only on Tuesday and Thursday. Earlier in the semester, my Monday and Wednesday classes started at 9:00AM, but the one class ended early so now I start at 10:00AM. Oh yeah, I have no classes on Friday. I do have it easy with the times of classes, but obviously I know it's going to get more challenging. I found it nice due to the transition.

Next semester, my schedule will be more challenging and filled with more classes. Also with next semester, I'm taking more of my general education classes since I was in a few of my said majors classes. I want to get my general education out of the way because I'm not even too sure if I want to stick with my major. Although as this semester has progressed, I'm starting to lean back in the way of sticking with my major. I guess we'll just have to see what will unfold in the near future.

I've really had no major complaints about school yet-- except one week I had about four projects due. It's been an easy transition because of my schedule, and I have had zero issues with my roommate or anybody up here for that matter. It's also nice because you get that sense of freedom, and where the school is located we're kind of isolated from town, which I like. The only concern I have is figuring out what to do about my major. I figured maybe middle school, high school, and other experiences would help me set my mind on a major, but I was wrong about that. My father did tell me it's common to maybe not know what you want to do when you get into college, so I'm probably not the only one in this boat. I'll figure it out sooner or later though.