My Freshman Year: Day One

By Ccandygrace

Days as a Freshman: 1

Current Mood: Exhausted.

So today was my first day. First day without my parents around, first official day on a college campus, and first time waking up in a bedroom that wasn’t the one my crib had been in 18 years earlier.

Moving in yesterday was like hell. It was hot, there were a lot of stairs, and everyone was trying to do the same thing at the same time. I’m in one of the dorms closest to the dining hall, on the second floor. Which, judging by this morning, means I’ll be smelling the day’s breakfast way before I officially wake up.

Saying goodbye to my parents yesterday was weird. I couldn’t say all the things I wanted to say because there were people everywhere. I promised I’d call a lot. I hugged them. And then they were gone. I felt like crying, got this weird ache in the back of my throat, and ran back up to my room before my emotions made me That Freshman Girl Who Bursts Into Tears in Front of Everyone.

Last night my two roommates and I went to dinner and then to a Welcome Session in the student center. Stacey is my first roommate, and she’s your typical polo shirt clad, bleach blond, heart charm necklace wearing California girl. She only ate a peach at dinner and kept saying how “Massachusetts is so cold in the summer!”

I’m not sure we’ll get along.

Rebecca is my second roommate. She seems kind of shy and has lots of crazy brown hair. Doesn’t look like she’s ever cut it. She was eating and talking and I kept wondering how she managed to keep her hair out of her mouth.

I wonder if she sheds.

The official Welcome Session was pretty boring. It was two hours long, and the only interesting thing that happened was that some cute guy came in an hour late and ended up sitting next to me.

“This seat isn’t taken?” he whispered as the Dean of the college was talking to us about ‘Opening our Horizons’. “No one’s sitting here, right?”

“No” I whispered back, trying not to sound stupid (I sound stupid really quickly). “I don’t think so”.

“Cool”. He smiled and sat down, pulling his blue shirt away from his chest because of the heat and pushing his brown hair out of his face. His adorable face.

I must have stared for a minute too long, because he looked back over at me and smiled again. I turned and looked away. Which was probably the dumbest thing I could have done, and meant I couldn’t look back until the speech had ended and he had left.

We’re supposed to have another ‘Welcome’ session today, this one all about the library. I’m sure it will be stellar. Tonight is a BBQ and a bonfire. I’m always reluctant to go to these organized things, because I always end up feeling awkward, but the other choice is to stay locked away in the room. Not a good way to make friends.

Oh well. Maybe that cute boy will be there tonight. And maybe I’ll actually talk to him this time.

Maybe.