Later this week, the incoming freshmen move to campus. Looking back on my freshman year, the first week of college was nothing like I expected it to be. Here is what what was going on in my mind for some the major events in my first semester of college.
Move in day
Expectation: Your dorm room is going to look like an ad from PB Teen or JCPenney's catalog. Also that you and your roommate are going to color coordinate/match all of your bedding and decorations.
Reality: You just throw your stuff in random drawers. After trying to hang things up on the wall several times despite them falling, you give up on hanging things. Also your room is a disaster because you probably brought too much stuff you'll never use.
Meeting people on your floor
Expectation: Everyone is going to be my new best friend and we are going to hang out all the time and have a blast!
Reality: You make some friends on your floor and you never talk to the rest of them. But the ones that do become your friends, you pretty much do everything together because #bffs4lyfe.
First college party
Expectation: We are going to look so cool showing up to a frat party! I'm so excited for all the jungle juice my parents told me not to drink and super cute guys. I'm totally going to meet my future husband here.
Reality: The basement is hot and humid and you feel your makeup sweating off and your hair frizzing. Some random guy tries dancing with you while you drink a warm beer or nasty jungle juice (if you decide to take part in drinking; you certainly don't have to if you don't want to). You give said random guy your number and you never see him after that party even though he texts you a lot with just "hey".
First day of class
Expectation: You are going to look super cute in your new romper and sandals. Your backpack is packed with notebooks, pencils, folders, and the assigned text and you are ready to take on your first college class!
Reality: You have no idea where your classes are, so you leave 45 minutes early to find it. You show up wearing your new romper and sandals and realize that everyone else is in gym/running shorts and t-shirts. And if there's upperclassmen in your class, they probably didn't even bring a pen with them.
First exam
Expectation: You'll study a little bit but you'll be fine since you breezed through high school.
Reality: Late night cramming and drinking Red Bull to keep you awake after you call your mom having a mental breakdown on how you're going to drop out of school to breed cats.
If you are rushing a sorority or fraternity, bid day
Expectation: The best day of your life.
Reality: The best day of your life.
