I couldn't wait to graduate high school and come to college. I was so excited to start my new life, with new friends, and be able to make my own decisions (whether they were good or bad). I wanted to be my own person and live by my own rules. Everyone says that your freshmen year is an adjustment. When I left my family and friends in August, I thought I was prepared for everything that was about to come my way. But boy, was I wrong.

The classes were different, the lectures were huge, the dorms were confusing, the parties weren't all that great, and the food was horrible. Honestly, not everyone loves college. I hated all of my first and a bit of my second semester. I missed my family (so much I called my mom about eight times a day), and my grades weren't anywhere where I wanted them to be.

I went from living in a big room with a big bed by myself to living in a literal shoe box with three different girls and sleeping on basically cardboard. Not to mention the closet downgrade... All I wanted was to transfer out and go back home. But I am so glad I didn't and I couldn't be happier. I thought I was all alone, turns out, I wasn't.

I switched rooms mid-semester from a quad to a double, which is when I met my two best friends and my whole life changed. I went from not having any friends, to having someone to go with to dinner every night and go to sporting events with. My grades started to get better little by little, and I was happy. It's amazing how much one little change can have such an effect on your life.

Everyone kept telling me to stick it out and that it would get better. So, from one struggling college student to the other, I promise it gets better. If you stick with it and find your people, you'll get the hang of that whole "college" thing. Then as soon as you start to like it, you'll realize there's less than a month away and you'll be sad you have to leave instead of itching to get out. Don't give up, don't stress out. Give it time and everything will fall into place.