My First Day Of College

The week leading up the first day of high school I was really excited. I could not wait to see all my old friends and the ones I had made in the previous school year. I could not wait to get back into a daily routine. On the night prior to the first day I got a great nights rest. I was walking in confident that it was going to be a great day and a great overall year. I got to meet all my teachers and they all seem amazing. I can already tell that it is going to be a great year. I can already tell high school is going surpass middle school and elementary school by far. The amount of class options seem unending I can not wait to try psychology next year. I wish there was more room in my schedule so I could take more classes, or having an optional zero or eighth period so I could take extra classes. I know that I am on the path for success and it is my peers, teachers, and the Owen J. Roberts school district curriculum that helped is helping me walk down that path.

Coming in as a freshman with enough college credits to make me sophomore, made me feel out of place. I did not experience the freshmen experience like most freshmen’s coming into college because I had previously taken college classes during high school. I have already felt what it was like to be in college classes for the first time when I took dual credit classes. Because of that, I never felt any excitement during my first day at TAMUCC. There was not anything I did not expect coming in as freshmen. For example, I have already experienced the demanding college schedule, the mountains of homework, assignments, and tests, and first day of school feeling. When I learned about the Habits of the Mind in my freshmen seminar class, I realized that I was missing a few of them. I felt like I was least developed in the habit of openness and

While heading to my first class, with a campus map in one hand and my phone in another hand trying to navigate through the huge university campus and find my classes so I could reach to my classes on time, my brain was clouded with a constant stream of thoughts: I was thinking about how I will be perceived by others, if whether or not I will be able to find all of my classes on time and if I have all the materials required for my classes. I was nervous but also enthusiastic as I was the first one in my family to go to a university in United States of America. The fact that I was the first one in the family to go to a university added even more pressure on me as I knew my family members hoped and expected me to do well.

Moving into college this year was a different adjustment than most freshman were having. I felt that instead of taking a step forward, “high school to college whoa! I’m growing up!” I was taking a step back. Last year, I was taking three AP classes in the morning and then I got to leave school and go to my Co-op. I was working between 35 and 40 hours a week as an Engineer and by this time last year, had moved into my own apartment. Not quite the typical senior year but it worked for me. So, this year, moving into a dorm, giving up my “real” job, I was not expecting to grow as much as most freshman would, I was wrong. Since coming to college I have put together a whole new world for myself, and learned much about what it means to be a Umass Lowell student. I joined the Rugby Team after not having played a sport since middle school and managed to fall in love with the city I had moved to, even after deciding I probably wouldn’t like it because it was still Massachusetts. My Freshman Seminar class had fallen into the list of things I had written off as not quite being at my level, and although it was certainly an easier class it also became something I credit with changing my views this first semester. This class gave me many opportunities to get acquainted with the City, the University, and my new home.

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.

It was two weeks before my first day of highschool when I started my first college class. I was signed up for an American History class to see what college would be like. My school tried to talk me out of enrolling in the P.S.E.O program because of how many high school freshmen fail classes in their first semester. The school’s suggestion was that I should wait until I was a Junior because then I would be ready for the difficulty of college classes. However, what my counselors didn’t tell me was that most of the freshmen who fail in P.S.E.O classes fail because they don’t know how to study for the tests.

BEEP! BEEP! My alarm went off. i knew instantly what today was. it was none other than the first day of school the day i have been dreading since summer started. but today was not any first day this one was as scary as a beetle because it was the first day of highschool. i thought high school was the scariest thing ever because of all the movies and the television shows that i watched portrayed it as ten percent learning and ninety percent bullying. the only people in the shows and movies that got bullied were the nerds and i was a nerd. The stairs creaked as i went down to the kitchen to get some breakfast. then my mom stopped me and said “the breakfast at school is free so you're going to eat it” so then we got in the car and my mom drove me to the bus stop. i hated busses. it confused me that we were taking the bus when i knew that she could have taken us herself but we had to. The bus made its way to the stop and i got on and to my surprise there were no seats. i tried finding anyone i knew and i had no luck so i had to sit next to two other people when the seats are only able to hold two. When i thought the bus couldn’t get any more crowded we stop at a popular stop and more people get on. The bus would stop a few more times until we got to the high school. we were packed like sardines in that bus but then everyone got off. we got there pretty late. The doors were wide open and i could see it all it was a big school with big kids. My stomach rumbled and i wondered were

High school, you know how in the movies where the new kid walks into the lunchroom and sees all the athletes and cheerleaders at one table and the nerds at another. Then you have your goths in the corner, and last but not least the general population. In these scenes everyone had a place, everyone had friends, and eventually someone would invite the new kid to there table and  the plot or story would begin. I really hoped my first day of highschool was like the movies because I never really had friends. I was overweight, shy, very introverted, and insecure. The perfect target for bullying. I always had my

The fumy smell of permanent marker lingered in the air as I stared at the big red ‘F’ written across my returned paper. I looked over at my teacher, as she continued around the room, and was met with an icy cold stare of contempt. It didn’t seem to matter how good it was every essay I wrote was returned with the very same marking and without the slightest feedback. This was my rude introduction to writing, at the high school level, and one I wouldn’t soon forget. It is an experience that remains etched deep in memory.

Today is my first day of high school and I don't think that I am prepared for the workload of all these honors classes, but I think that I may be able to find my high school sweetheart before the school year is over with. As I was walking through the hallway, I dropped all of my books on the ground and a guy named Terry came and helped me pick my books up. When our eyes met, it felt like love at first sight. I never knew that existed until I met him…

I have already been in UH Hilo for three days. During my time here, I have had a few struggles as a freshman, such as looking for textbooks, finding a seat in a crowded room, lacking the necessary items, and most of all, getting lost. It always seems to happen to me on my first day in a new environment. On my first day of high school, I had to get security to drive me to my classes because I was late from searching in the wrong place. Then when I had changed high schools, I was so close to staying in the wrong classroom, if not a classmate of mine told me. Soon, I had graduated from high school, and the process of being confused and lost started all over again. I am sure most students go through this struggle, unless they took a campus tour before. However, there are still ways that we can make it easier for all of us. The solutions range from signs to maps to a helping hand of a fellow student.

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.

The sound of my alarm going off across the room woke me from my sleep. 6 a.m. was way too early for me to be up. I quickly remembered what was prepared for me that day and wanted to go back to bed. I dreaded this day for a long time and to my dismay, it was finally here. Today would be my first day as a student in the high school building. I stumbled out of bed and forced myself to get dressed for school. I pulled on a navy blue Polo t-shirt and a pair of jean shorts. I grabbed a pair of brown sandals off the floor of my closet and strapped them on my feet.

ARHH! Thinking back about my first day of high school seems like a dream. I remembered it clearly the night before school started, I have butterflies all over my stomach and my body filled with excitement and a big force of energy. I walked to school with my pals and when we saw middle schoolers walking pass by, We felt so proud into thinking that finally, we are not middle schoolers anymore. I walked in front of the ebony gate of our new home and saw innumerable of students, the face of students that I have never seen before. Suddenly, my heart started to skip a beat continuously and my chest felt very intense just like an electric shock.The thought of having a class with a bunch of strangers worries me and I prayed that I would have a class with at least someone I knew.The school’s building looks like a college campus and it seems ages since they’ve constructed it. As I skim through the building, I could see the crack and teeny tiny holes on the walls as if a violent earthquake has just erupted.They painted the walls with deep ocean and rich creamy red. After I got my schedule, my peers ran towards me to take a look at my schedule. Sigh*.Sadly, none of them was in my class because most of them took regular and easier classes while I got all those honors and challenging classes. I went to my first period knowing that I would be alone.

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.