Secret Diary of a College Freshman

Rachel is an aspiring writer, college freshman, from Northern Virginia. She enjoys telling and writing stories, singing, and running.

During the frenzied fuss of the daunting college search, I knew only one thing for certain. I wanted to get away. I wasn’t unhappy – I was bored. After living in the same town with the same people for eighteen years, I was starving for a new story. I wanted to have something all to myself. I wanted to immerse myself in unfamiliarity for the hell of it. Now, new faces, new fears and new revelations stood right outside my door, beckoning at me to reinvent myself.

I have been in college now for almost three whole months; a wide eyed freshman. A handful of students from my high school attend this same college, but as none of them were close friends of mine, I saw it as coming alone. I noticed two kinds of people on that first day. There were the shy, bashful ones, nervously arranging and rearranging their rooms, offering timid smiles as I walked by. Then there were the overly excited ones, babbling on about their friends back home, their hobbies, and pryingly asking questions, one after the other, straining to see if they had anything in common with the people they were to live with for the next eight months. I was the latter. I immediately clicked with one of my suitemates, and she too, looking for a friend in a new home, was grateful, and thus began our inseparable camaraderie. The first few days, we quipped about our home life, the best friends we had left, previous boyfriends we acknowledged as foolish, but still missed, our families and our hopeful expectations for the next few years.
I listened intently as Dana delved into the various quirks of each one of her best friends, wondering what would become of my own. Dana was lively, but never outrageous. She knew little about the social “calling” of a college student. When I got restless, I dragged her to a few parties; our introduction into the college social scene. It seemed that meeting potential friends at these parties was much easier than in the classroom. As weeks progressed, I had found a core group of girls who quickly became my best friends. Rapport between some of my high school friends and I slowly grew weaker, and thus, I came to learn about the value of true friendships; the first of many lessons I would learn in this new world.

to be continued…

No Responses to “Secret Diary of a College Freshman”

  1. Scott Perez-Fox
    December 30, 2008 at 10:49 am #

    You know, in retrospect I would have liked a handfull of high school folks at my school. I was the only person from my year to attend (although a friend one year younger eventually arrived), and even though the point of college is to make new friends, it would have been nice to see a familiar face every now and then. Also, your old friends can become excellent resources for rides home, old furniture, etc. It’s always good to know people.

    Looking fwd to the continuation of the series.

  2. Scott Perez-Fox
    December 30, 2008 at 10:55 am #

    Oh, also a tip to make friends Freshman year — go to the dining hall, even if you’re not hungry. Just get coffee and a bagel, or whatever. Meals are the most social thing you can do Freshman year, as most students are forced to live sans kitchens.

    Of course, you could try taking up smoking — the smokers make friends quickly, as they are forced to gather outside of buildings and in designated areas. But I don’t advise that.

  3. Vanessa
    December 30, 2008 at 5:14 pm #

    thanks for the comment so right about the cafeteria (just beware of that freshman 15!)

    and please do not take up smoking!


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