Dear First Semester,
The thought of going to college was something that I dreaded entirely. I was coming to a large state school from a place where I knew everyone I went to school with. That was not going to happen at Kent. For the first time ever people would not be paying attention to me. I would blend in. That was both intimidating and also sort of exciting. I got here on Thursday with a lump in my throat. Classes began on Monday and I became even more nervous. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to meet the requirements of the new classes. You threw so much new information at me. You pushed me to try my absolute hardest, and I did. I spent entire days studying for exams and doing projects. I work harder now than I ever have.
Friends were the next challenge. I have had the same friends since elementary school, but I had no choice. I was going to have to meet new people one way or another. You tested my boundaries and I had no choice but to get out of my comfort zone. It took a while. I spent many days in my dorm room alone watching cable, and most weekends I went home.
By the way, the freshmen 15 is very real. I eat much more at school than I ever did at home and it is a little ridiculous. But, First Semester, I need to thank you. Because of this first semester away at college, I am on a wonderful path of self discovery. I am facing new challenges head on, whether they be academic or otherwise. I have made new friends who will last a lifetime. I am learning a foreign language and trying new things. I am able to live my life outside of the small town I'm from and not have to worry about anyone judging me. It feels liberating and I cannot wait to see where next semester will take me.
