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It doesn't seem like the end of my freshman year of college.
Exams are over, there aren't any more classes and grades are being passed out,
yet I cant seem to wrap my head around the fact that I actually got through it.
It seems like I started so long ago, but at the same time is feels like it was just yesterday. I remember my first class was at 8:30am-Chemistry. I should have known from that point on that I had no passion for anything having to do with the biology department (other than anatomy). I met two people in my Chem class, one I'm still pretty close to and the other I never talked to again. I guess that is the way college friendships really work. Once your class is over, that relationship completely diminishes unless you work hard to keep it alive. It's not like high school, where you see eachother every day, the same faces over and over basically becoming friends just because the mere-exposure effect. It's not like I want to go back to high school, those memories are left too far in the back of my mind to even wish to retrieve them, but I wouldn't mind seeing my old friends. I miss not being able to just walk over to their house, or meet at the mall. Isolation is the one thing that can drive a person mad, and that is exactly what I'm feeling right now. I am, however, excited about the start of a new school year. Now that I've changed my major, I'm going to be introduced to new people, new things and most importantly new classes (ones that I wont want to kill myself in). My new roommates are going to be a lot of fun, and are going to have a positive influence on me. I'm still getting comfortable in my own skin, which I guess is what college is all about- shedding off your childhood and growing into the real you. I'm really nervous about how I did on my exams though, but there is nothing I can do about it now. Everything happens for a reason, mistakes are merely small nuisances pushing you towards the direction of the rest of your life.
Exams are over, there aren't any more classes and grades are being passed out,
yet I cant seem to wrap my head around the fact that I actually got through it.
It seems like I started so long ago, but at the same time is feels like it was just yesterday. I remember my first class was at 8:30am-Chemistry. I should have known from that point on that I had no passion for anything having to do with the biology department (other than anatomy). I met two people in my Chem class, one I'm still pretty close to and the other I never talked to again. I guess that is the way college friendships really work. Once your class is over, that relationship completely diminishes unless you work hard to keep it alive. It's not like high school, where you see eachother every day, the same faces over and over basically becoming friends just because the mere-exposure effect. It's not like I want to go back to high school, those memories are left too far in the back of my mind to even wish to retrieve them, but I wouldn't mind seeing my old friends. I miss not being able to just walk over to their house, or meet at the mall. Isolation is the one thing that can drive a person mad, and that is exactly what I'm feeling right now. I am, however, excited about the start of a new school year. Now that I've changed my major, I'm going to be introduced to new people, new things and most importantly new classes (ones that I wont want to kill myself in). My new roommates are going to be a lot of fun, and are going to have a positive influence on me. I'm still getting comfortable in my own skin, which I guess is what college is all about- shedding off your childhood and growing into the real you. I'm really nervous about how I did on my exams though, but there is nothing I can do about it now. Everything happens for a reason, mistakes are merely small nuisances pushing you towards the direction of the rest of your life.