College Experience

I've got an update of how my college life is currently progressing. I am really happy because I finally feel like a real college student. It always takes me a while to look back, pause, and reflect where I am. More events are happening now and I am just like, wow, I really am a college student. It's like I'm in disbelief. I know I'm not the only one who feels like this. I am managing my time better, sleeping better, and feel as though I'm back in the groove of school life and responsibilities. As a result of this, I've been feeling good overall compared to the first month where I couldn't find any balance whatsoever. I feel like a college student majorly because of the events that have taken place. For example, I went to StanFest with my friends and we are even making time to hang out more as well as exercise. It's as if I have a planned schedule, but I'm not going over board with it, so it's not feeling like a chore. I really do believe that pa

This might come off headstrong or maybe not in the slightest bit relatable to you. It is even hard for me to explain. I am trying to understand this whole concept of mine and it first started out in high school. Certain events would pop up during my junior and senior year that conflicted with my family events. I joined more activities in the later years, with more responsibility, so it added more of this unwanted pressure. I found myself countless times having to choose between school work and my family. I cannot help my family is all around the U.S., so naturally, their arrival is very important to me because I could not see them for another couple of years. For example, my grandpa came up to California my junior year from Georgia, which he hadn't been to the west coast in almost a decade, and instead of going to Monterey with him and my brother, I stayed for cheer. I completely regret it, mostly because cheer was horrible. (What was I thinking?) There has been more little incide

To begin with, I wasn't nervous to start college like I was for high school. It was always the same cycle for starting school, just with some twists. I printed out a map of the school and had my phone to check as well. When I arrived around seven a.m. that Wednesday, I had enough time to find out where I was going, but that didn't stop myself from over thinking and feeling panic rush through my veins. So many people filled campus, minding their own business, but I felt anxious, and had the stupid thought that people around me knew I didn't know where to go which gave me a self conscience sensation. It was dumb because nobody really cares that I don't know how to read a map other than me and in reality people just try to focus on themselves. Sometimes, if I got lost, I would pretend I was reading fliers on the wall and then look on my phone map to try and find out where I was again. One day, I felt so lost that I tried to message my friend to see if she knew where the b

I consider myself an independent person and with that, I mean I don't need people or "friends" to hoard around me. I am a big supporter of the cliche, "Friends come and go, but family is forever". If you even consider that a cliche, because I've found that saying repeatedly true throughout my life. However, a big part of who I am contradicts what I've just talked about. You see, I desperately need the few, long time friends that I have and all human beings need friends to thrive. From everything that I've seen about college, from basically just movies and YouTube videos, the first week of college is a big event where every person meets new people and gets right on the track to new friendships. Although, I don't live on campus like some of my old friends and I haven't been the one to right-off-the-bat create a friendship this first couple of weeks. I see their Snapchats with their roommates who are quickly becoming their friends, but I guess