I started my second year of college with the same hopes and excitement as I did my freshman year, only in a different way. I've already gone through all of the things that freshman go through, the new responsibility, the roommates, the experience of sharing spaces with a large amount of people I didn't know but came to. Now I have the excitement of finally getting into more classes that are aimed towards my major, living in a new resident hall with a roommate of my choosing, and knowing what to expect when it comes to playing my sport.

Sophomore year definitely caught me off guard. With the overwhelming mountain of homework I got even on my first day , the stress of realizing that the passes I got from freshman year are pretty much gone, and the sense of an impending disaster coming my way (i.e. stress that I am going to fail all of my classes and never become successful in life), I am on the verge of having a breakdown as I write this! But that's college. I know I'm not alone and I also know that my mind is blowing this way out of proportion.

I also won't leave out the good parts of these first few weeks of my sophomore year. It's always nice to be able to see all of the friends that you have missed all summer. I also was excited for the change of scenery as I live across the country from where I attend college. I missed my teammates and my favorite professors and the independent feeling I get knowing that I am so far away from home and I have to fend for myself. I missed the weekend nights out with my friends and the time spent at the library studying for my classes. But that's college.