If there’s one thing I’ve found out about my general understanding amid my first year of college, it’s that I shouldn’t have set my desires so high. Try not to misunderstand me, I’ve had a quite awesome time so far at the LPU. Be that as it may, it’s difficult to know how any experience will play out, particularly if it’s a noteworthy change like setting off to a college out of the blue. So, here is a portion of the significant desires I had coming into college and how they really turned out.
EXPECTATION: I love the dining halls! I definitely won’t get tired of the food here.
REALITY: *Avoids the dining hall as much as possible by the end of the first semester*
The feasting corridors may appear to have a wide assortment of alternatives to browse, yet believe me, you will find that there’s perhaps a sum of three dishes you like. At that point, once you’ve eaten those enough, you WILL become weary of them.
For reasons unknown, it doesn’t feel like there are almost enough alternatives any longer and I’ll really wind up burning through cash on sustenance a few evenings just to abstain from eating in the eating lobby
EXPECTATION: All-nighters totally won’t suck
REALITY: They totally do
I took in this the most difficult way possible prior this week, really. I pulled my first dusk ’til dawn affair ever on a 5-7 page unfinished copy of a paper for my class and I could never ever prescribe this to anybody. In high school, I foresaw the possibility that I’d most likely wind up proceeding with an all-nighter in any event once in my first year of college and now that I’ve really done it, I will never do it again. Abandoning sleep for more than 36 hours isn’t something I should’ve anticipated. I’m a HUGE slacker so obviously, I saw this coming, however, it unquestionably showed me a lesson to never linger that hard again. I was totally hopeless and it totally messed with my body/mind’s feeling of time and capacity to work.
EXPECTATION: Going out every single night of the weekend because #freedom
REALITY: Staying in at least 1 night of the weekend because #responsibilities
This one is self-explanatory, but I had such tall desires for my social life when I truly should’ve set the bar much lower. Beyond any doubt, at times I’ll go out with friends on weekends, but more frequently than not, you’ll discover me chilling in my room on the weekends doing homework or just unwinding. Also, I ensure at some point you’ll need to make yourself stay in one weekend to ponder for that Monday exam.
EXPECTATION: I’ll join and attend 10 clubs and love them all!
REALITY: *Never goes to 8/10 meetings but still gets emails twice a week*
Ok, there’s nothing like the surge of desire you feel amid your first few weeks on campus. “I can do anything!” “Sign me up!” “I have so much free time!” are all contemplations you have amid the activities and student organizations at the starting of the year. But, in reality, you have truly no time for anything other than possibly two of the clubs on campus. But whatever, there’s continuously next year!
EXPECTATION: It’s going to be so great to get out of the house and away from my parents
REALITY: *Texts them daily and loves taking advantage of any opportunity to come home*
I keep in mind feeling so prepared to get to college by the end of 12th grade. I so severely wanted to feel free like never before and couldn’t hold up to experience what it was like to be completely free from all parental control. I’m pretty beyond any doubt this feeling kept going almost three days. Yes, the opportunity is astounding, but it’s not all that great. I used to Skype with my mother at least once a week for the first month I was at college and was feeling quite surprised that I was super elated to come home for the first time after college started.
