My First Year At College Was Tough

I remember just like it was yesterday, leaving my family, friends, home, and girlfriend to go away to college. High School always seemed like it would last forever, each year longer than the last, but now that I was destined for adulthood, I wanted nothing more than to go back! In time I would get through it and become an adult.

I stayed in the dorms my freshman year. Every single dorm room was packed floor to ceiling with modern conveniences like mini fridges, rice cookers, microwave ovens, or whatever could fit into these tiny rooms. They were cold, plain walls that looked like cinder block and painted a drab white. Thank God you shared the room, as even though it made it even more cramped, it felt pretty lonely in your little box.

My first week or so was absolutely mad with me running around like a crazed chicken trying to find my classrooms. It was hard enough just trying to keep track of my class times, never mind locations. One day I was running late and came careening down a corridor and crashed right into a professor. I knocked his pipe out his hand. He didn’t look pleased as he held out one of those handheld vacuums for me to clean up the tobacco.

I got used to it pretty quickly, started to meed people, and found my way around pretty well fitting in socially with new people. I missed my girlfriend like mad, though. She was still in High School. She was gorgeous, long brown hair and lovely green eyes. I missed her like mad, and she missed me too, though not for long as she ended up dumping me over the phone one night.

There was tons do do at college to keep myself busy. Apart from studying and prepping for exams, I’d met lots of cool people and pretty girls. It was like I was partying every single night. It did get kind of old in time, and I moved of campus for my second year.

By the time I got to year two, I’d hooked up with a group of guys and we agreed to rent an apartment off campus together. I managed to swing getting the largest room, with a full size loft bed, and I had my desk right underneath it, it was great.

My first year at university had it’s hardships but I did get through it and thrived. I will always recall those days with fond memories and I recommend all young people who feel hesitant to let go and enjoy themselves.

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