December: A look back at 1st semester: what has changed about you as a person or dancer in your semester of college?
In the beginning of the semester, I was quite frightened. I thought I would be dropped off at college and not see my family until winter break! That seemed like my worst nightmare. How was I going to make friends? Would the food even taste good? Was I going to end up with merciless professors? These were some of the many things I was scared about. Slowly but surely I came to realize these fears were nowhere near as difficult to conquer as I had thought. Each day came and went and I grew stronger for it. I think that I share the same excitement with my fellow college students when I say “I survived my first semester of college!” Sure it kind of makes me feel old, but in an accomplished way.
The first week I was separated from my family, it felt like I was cut off, estranged from contact with them. Slowly but surely, phone call by phone call, I began to realize that was far from the case. Just because I was living in a dorm room in a different city did not mean my relationship with my family had to change. I was still a daughter to my parents and a sister to my sister. I called my mom for my questions and gossiped with my sister. I now have realized that just because I’m a college student it doesn’t mean I’m cut off from my family. Really it is quite the opposite. College is a big transition and we need our family in these times, but every phone call helps and visits don’t hurt either.
Making friends was my next concern. The best thing I learned was to get involved. When you’re part of a group it is much easier to make friends. Universities have a variety of groups and organizations to offer from dance teams to academic clubs and Greek life. My university had lots of sports clubs too, even a Quidditch team! Making friends can be hard at times, especially when in a new environment like college. Getting involved with something can really help people make connections with other people. The juniors and seniors I met over this semester constantly emphasized that they regretted not getting involved as freshmen. Joining a dance team and a Future Teachers organization helped me immensely with making new friends that I might very well keep for the rest of my life.
Ultimately what I learned this year was that all my fears and reservations were either untrue or easily conquered. The campus food was fine, and the professors were awesome although some were a little eccentric. I learned that my fears about college were a little heightened by unrealistic movies and social media. A university is an exciting place and there was nothing and no one that could tell me not to be scared. After this first semester I am glad to say that I did survive! There were no truly crazy parties, or evil professors, life went on. A new experience yes, but not the end of life as we know it. I have been changed, I have become less frightened of the next three and a half years. I am more trusting, and I am strong
In the beginning of the semester, I was quite frightened. I thought I would be dropped off at college and not see my family until winter break! That seemed like my worst nightmare. How was I going to make friends? Would the food even taste good? Was I going to end up with merciless professors? These were some of the many things I was scared about. Slowly but surely I came to realize these fears were nowhere near as difficult to conquer as I had thought. Each day came and went and I grew stronger for it. I think that I share the same excitement with my fellow college students when I say “I survived my first semester of college!” Sure it kind of makes me feel old, but in an accomplished way.
The first week I was separated from my family, it felt like I was cut off, estranged from contact with them. Slowly but surely, phone call by phone call, I began to realize that was far from the case. Just because I was living in a dorm room in a different city did not mean my relationship with my family had to change. I was still a daughter to my parents and a sister to my sister. I called my mom for my questions and gossiped with my sister. I now have realized that just because I’m a college student it doesn’t mean I’m cut off from my family. Really it is quite the opposite. College is a big transition and we need our family in these times, but every phone call helps and visits don’t hurt either.
Making friends was my next concern. The best thing I learned was to get involved. When you’re part of a group it is much easier to make friends. Universities have a variety of groups and organizations to offer from dance teams to academic clubs and Greek life. My university had lots of sports clubs too, even a Quidditch team! Making friends can be hard at times, especially when in a new environment like college. Getting involved with something can really help people make connections with other people. The juniors and seniors I met over this semester constantly emphasized that they regretted not getting involved as freshmen. Joining a dance team and a Future Teachers organization helped me immensely with making new friends that I might very well keep for the rest of my life.
Ultimately what I learned this year was that all my fears and reservations were either untrue or easily conquered. The campus food was fine, and the professors were awesome although some were a little eccentric. I learned that my fears about college were a little heightened by unrealistic movies and social media. A university is an exciting place and there was nothing and no one that could tell me not to be scared. After this first semester I am glad to say that I did survive! There were no truly crazy parties, or evil professors, life went on. A new experience yes, but not the end of life as we know it. I have been changed, I have become less frightened of the next three and a half years. I am more trusting, and I am strong
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