Freshman year is a fresh start filled with new people, new environments and new experiences. With so much going on, sophomores year sneaks up on you faster than you ever thought was possible. Before you know it, you aren’t the babies on campus anymore, but you aren’t quite the upperclassmen yet, so you find yourself in a weird slump.
As a sophomore, the initial euphoria of college wears off, and the realities of your major and future begin to set in.
It is easy to feel lost and confused during this time, and the characters of “Grey’s Anatomy” seem to completely understand the feeling.
You are excited to get back to campus and not worry about finding your classes, making friends, or learning how to live without parents because you’ve already been there, done that.
You finally reunite with your friends and go to extreme event-planning measures to make syllabus week the best one yet. After all, you have a whole year of attempting to balance school work and a social life under your belt.
You go out for the first time of the semester and quickly question if you were as crazy as all of the freshmen you are surrounded by.
Your alarm goes off and you have no desire to get out of your glorious non twin-sized bed to walk, drive, or bike all the way to campus.
You roll into class on the first day feeling like death from syllabus week festivities, and the professor goes over the entire syllabus in the first five minutes. Your professor then immediately proceeds to lecture on material that will be on the first test.
You call your parents after your first day to complain about how hard your classes are, and the fact that you actually have work during syllabus week this year, but they don’t understand the struggle.
Realizing it is time to update your resume, apply for leadership positions, and look for internships.
When you have to stay in on Friday night to study and experience serious F.O.M.O. when you check social media during your “study break.” You see pictures of everyone going out without you.
That moment when you get sad about living in an apartment or house, and begin to miss your dorm, because there was always someone to hang out with and something fun to do.
When you study for hours for your first non 100-level test and start to question your major and your future.
You see freshmen post pictures of themselves going out every single night, and you wonder how you used to have that kind of stamina.
You finally find the motivation to go to advising to try and figure your life out, and there is a line out of the door, and a long two-hour wait to talk with an adviser.
When you explain your symptoms of the “sophomore slump” to your best friend and you realize you aren’t alone.
You accept that college will never be as easy or as fun as was it freshmen year, and come to terms with the fact that growing up is both scary and exciting.




































