Ramblings of a Summer Freshman

College. It's weird to say that I'm completing my first semester, even though it was only 2 six week courses. It seems like the semester wasn't really about classes but more about discovering who I would be for the next four years; in essence my college self. I did a large amount of observing: seeing where I wanted to go, what was available to me, where I didn't want to go, who I could relate to, etc. It became somewhat of an experiment as I tested the waters in different areas of social scenes and academics.
It wasn't too difficult for me to do things on my own like laundry, making sure I had enough food, managing my responsibilities, and other single life things because I was fairly independent in high school. It was a different experience however not having anyone to turn to in times of need. Not only did I not have my good friends but I didn't have my family. Sure I could have called them but there's not many places to have privacy on a large campus.
I made it a priority to attend all of my classes, as administrators suggest but don't really see how useless some class lectures are.* In the end, I believe that it helped going to every class because there would be at least one tidbit of information that I could fine useful. My study habits are actually much better than in high school because I know what I need to do to achieve what I want in college while high school was a shot in the dark.
College was a learning experience for me and with some work I'm sure that I can truly make it, as the saying goes, "The four best years of my life." See you next semester Florida State.


*Note that I am not speaking of ENC1101.