Fifth grade came with horror stories of big, mean, uncivilized people stomping around throwing sixth graders into lockers and teachers that sent you to the office over a lost paper or misplaced pencil. Well I'm sorry to disappoint you, but middle school did not live up to those stories. Middle school was full of nice teachers and good friends. Girls were quite mean around the seventh and eighth-grade mark, but boys were cute and stupid so it all worked out.

Then the teachers of middle school started the ghastly tales of high school. People were mean and teachers were strict and everyone was doomed to fail if they didn't have number two pencils. Your freshman year determined if you were going to get into a good college or not. Well, once again, the stories were not true. If anything, high school was better then middle school. Every one started falling into place, finding out what they loved. College, however, was supposed to be wonderful. Parties, life, friends, flexible schedules, sleeping late and taking classes that interest you. Well, college, you disappointed me more than the rest.

College is weird. Coming from a public high school, I always had a lot of structure and expectations. I knew and was told where to go, where to sit, what to wear, who to talk to, when to eat, when you can't eat — my entire day was planed out hour by hour. Now, I get to college and it's like, here are your classes, go have fun! How early is too early to get to class? Can I eat my breakfast in my eight a.m. class? Once I sit somewhere, is that my spot? Is there a dress code? Can i eat anywhere or just in the cafeteria? I need answers! I feel like I need a standard operating manual to figure this all out. So far, I arrive 15-20 minutes before class, sit in the hallway until other people show up, sit in the same seat every time (I don't want to take somebody's spot), take my notes and leave. College so far is a trial and error and a system of follow the leader. Granted, follow the leader may lead to the blind leading the blind, but that's a risk I'm willing to take.

After two weeks, I can clearly say I still have no clue what I'm doing. I still have yet to build up enough courage to try college food and I have successfully talked to no one. I have not given up hope yet though but my first test is on Monday so check in with me then.