My First Day Of College

I would describe myself as a very fast learner prior to coming to college here. I have been preparing for this step in my life ever since I was in school by participating in hard classes and being involved in my community. Keeping high A averages in my classes has given me the opportunity to become involved in national honor society and national art honor society but also granting me with the incredible trip to Blue Bonnet Girls State this past summer. I believe that involving myself in these three organizations gives me the extra drive a student needs to flourish as an aspiring student to UT Austin. I grew up in a good home as a child and my parents both pushed me to the best of my ability that thankfully got me accepted into this amazing university.

For many of us our expectations of what the first day of college should be is less or more of what is predictable considering that some of us have never been to college or are returning to college. The mind-sets that we have not only are comparable to most but, are very surreal to a lot and can be overcoming. Being that I am 42 years old, going back to school to finally undertake something with denotation had me motivated yet, explore whether this was for me. To be on campus with the majority of the students half my age unfortunately made me feel vulnerable and timeworn. I understood going back, there would be many changes, especially with today’s technology and new updated curriculums. The sense that you want to be ready for whatever

High school was the worst place ever. There were your jocks, the cool kids, the smart kids, and then you have me. I was the shy, quiet kid with no one to talk too. It felt like my life was already over. Also, there was the fact that my parents got new jobs and I had to move to Georgia and leave all my friends terrified me. How was I supposed to make it in a new state and school without the ones I grew up with? It was my first day at Eastside High School the best school in Newton County according to the parents. As soon as I walked through the doors, I immediately felt my blood to crawl. The hairs on my arms and neck stood tall. I had never felt so out of place in my life before, and I had four years of this feeling.

The first day of High School. I have alway been so excited to start a new year, to buy new outfits, decided how I am going to do my nails and everything else that goes into getting ready for a brand new school year. This year it was different, I had a weird feeling that I have felt before. I was nervous, so nervous and scared to just start a new year of school. Well, the first day of school did not start off so well. The bus was running so late that my mom had to take me to school and obviously my brother and I was very late and my mom was pretty late to work too. As soon as I saw the school my heart started beating. I felt like it is about to run away, I know crazy but that was how scared I was. I walked into Crew and I skimmed the whole class. No one I knew, great. My crew teacher, Ms. Berry was very welcoming. She gave me my schedule and bus route paper and left. To be completely honest only one girl was welcoming, the rest kept to themselves and didn't talk at all. It was so awkward honestly, it felt like time will not pass by. Do not get me wrong I really liked Ms. Berry and she tried to break the ice, but no one was really cooperating. Anyways, moving on to my first period it was Student Leader. Just finding my way to class was crazy, everyone is walking in a different way and I could not even find my class until this upperclassman came up to me and asked if I was lost and showed me where the class is.

Six months ago, as my first semester of college comes to an end, I was diagnosed with severe depression. The news of my family and I moving across the world after my high school graduation is unsurprising, but it signals the time for me to make up my mind. This, along with my new found existential crises, is more or less the reason for the formation of my illness. However, in an ironic twist of fate, my depression, the dreadful enemy of my family, social life and academic achievements, plays the part of the main motivator to push me towards my final decision in exchange.

Washburn is a small but unique campus that is full of many different things that involve the student body. My experience the first day of campus was a life experience that consisted of me getting lost at first, trying to get to my classes. Then also, I got to meet new people that I liked and we had common interests between us. Next, during class I was listening to my professors go over the syllabus and how the class was going to go for the rest of the semester. At moments, there were times that I felt nervous to talk in front of class that day because of the environment of other people having all their eyes on me and listening to what I had to say. Towards the end of my classes, it was interesting to see the different things on campus which grabbed my attention. As my last class ended for the day and we were dismissed to leave, it felt like pressure within me was released off my body.

It was a warm and sunny day, I was able to sleep until eleven o’clock in the mooring. I woke up got dressed and attended my first college class. Walking across campus, I saw familiar faces from freshman orientation back in June. I felt comfortable starting my first day of college. I told myself that this was a new chapter in my life, and I wanted to make something special of it. I wanted to make a difference. My number one goal was to get myself known. I made so many friends by just simply making small talk. I know so many faces on campus and I can not wait to see what the future has in store for me.

Starting high school is something everyone seems to be excited for. I had a different experience in 9th grade then most people I know. In 8th grade I did Online school and I decided that I wanted to go to my local high school for 9th grade. While I was doing online school in 8th grade I had lost all my friends so in 9th I was starting fresh and had a plan to somehow make friends. I started out the first day of school with the mindset that I was going to be a complete loner because everyone already had their set friend groups. At first, I was a loner but that ended up changing.

It was a cold, dreary, January morning-- the first day back from Christmas Break. This one was different than past years though, as I find myself driving on I-10 and foreign roads, to my new high school.

The first day of school as a freshman is always an exciting and nerve-racking time for most freshmen. You’re making that big transition from middle school to high school, and you’re excited to start this new life and see what it should offer. I was always told by my older sister to always be open to meeting new people and new ideas my freshman year. The part she forgot to warn me about was that I would possibly lose friends, and sadly, I did. As a freshman I learned quickly that some people change when they enter high school, that the peer pressure of fitting in is hard on some freshman and it causes them to do drastic things for “popularity”. I learned a valuable lesson my first week of freshman year and it has stuck with me for my entire high school career and it was to always be yourself, and never try too hard to fit in.

I woke up on august /28 /2017 , 5:20 in the morning. I laid in bed for 20 minutes, knowing I would have to get up and get ready. I got up and showered ,combed my hair, and went to my room and started to decide what I wanted to wear, it was my first day of high school.

As a little kid, I always loved counting down the years to certain events. Some of those would be; high school, getting my license, turning sixteen and eighteen, or even graduating high school. They always seemed so far away and out of reach, but they were upon me, even when I wasn’t ready. It seems like just yesterday, I was out on the playground enjoying recess and making up games like, little house on the prairie with my friends. Most people say high school goes by fast, and I believed them, but not to this extent.

I remember my college orientation like it was yesterday although it was almost a year ago. Our school’s counselor asked us to write our name with the opposite hand for me it was my left hand. It was truly an awkward experience. In that simple exercise, she summed up how we were going to feel during our first semester at college. For many college students the first semester is filled with countless memories of seemingly silly things that they wish they never did alongside anxiety and enthusiasm. Unfortunately, for me my first semester of college landed me at the Roy Schneider Regional Medical Center.

Hearing so many good things and bad things about college I didn’t know what to expect and look forward to. That change my junior year knowing different college come every year I didn’t really pay it any mind what college I wanted to go to until ODU, Virginia State University and Virginia Teach came. It was Virginia State first year of visiting out school and I knew I wanted to go there I start getting e excited for college that were talking about their experience at college and what to look for when we graduated if we decided to go to college. Eager to start a new chapter college sound like it could be a little nerve wrecking but I thought I could handle it.

The first day is always the hardest. You go from being the leaders of the school, to the babies of the school.