College. Wait, where am I?

Day two on the college campus. I miss my bed from home. I was pretty confident beforehand that I would miss my huge, Queen size bed and I was most certainly right; the loft bed I am in now is small and I have no table near it to put important things like my phone, water bottle, and alarm clock. I need to problem solve on this one because I do NOT  want to have to rush down the loft to shut off my annoying alarm clock as I would probably hit my head on the ceiling. Hard.

One thing I do not miss from home is the lack of freedom. Here, I can do and go wherever I wish. At home, I must always check with my parents first.

Today we have orientation activities and I am planning on looking for a job on campus. I may also find my classes, finish unpacking, or read a book.THe funny thing is, if I wanted to, I could probably skip a lot of the orientation stuff and just do WHATEVER I WANTED. I won’t do that (well, probably won’t do that), but it is sort of nice to know that I could if I wanted to.

One of my favorite things on campus is the “Wellness Complex”. It i a gigantic gym that my roommate, another girl on my floor, and I will be using very soon! It will be nice to not be the only girl in the gym, like high school.

A strange part of college life was the first day. I felt weird and completely out of place. It was an unfortunate experience and I am glad I will only have to go through this ‘newbie’ feeling for a while. The worst part about being a newbie is not really knowing precisely where I am most of the time, and having to try and figure it out. It is way embarrassing having to ask for directions or carry a map, I have been avoiding it.

My stomach is telling me that it is breakfast time, so off to the community toaster I go! Pop tarts for the win.


2 thoughts on “College. Wait, where am I?

  1. Here In this Moment says:

    That will be me for the next month, carrying a map.. 🙂 haha
    I can’t wait to hear more college experiences!

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