Guys... I'm 5 months into my freshman year of college and I still can't wrap my brain around it. I'm a real adult in a real world, doing real adult things (aka buying my own groceries and traveling alone). Sometimes I forget that in less than a year I will no longer be a teenager and that I'm 600 miles away from home.
In between the non stop classes, homework, socializing, and extracurriculars, I kind of lose track of reality some days. I forget to stop and look back on all that I've learned and accomplished, and how much I've really grown over the course of just 5 months (sorry for the cliché). I mean, 5 months ago I was scared out of my mind about traveling without my parents, but now I consider myself a flying expert (even though I lowkey got lost in my own airport just last month, but let's not talk about it). 5 months ago I also didn't think I would've made it this far. Since being at school, I've had articles published in the school newspaper, befriended some of the greatest people in my life, (somehow) made it on the Dean's List, experienced Greek Life, and have learned how to eat my entire body weight in pizza while still having enough room to eat half a box of donuts. Freshman 15, I'm looking at you. Not to mention I've only walked in on the wrong class once, which is my biggest accomplishment of all said accomplishments here at good old college.
Thinking about scared, helpless me during the first month of school kind of makes me laugh. Upperclassmen probably looked at me and immediately thought, "She's definitely a freshman." Yet, when I compare Mika month 1 to Mika month 5, I'm proud because I've settled in so well and made a life for myself here. Granted, it is just a life as a college student, but it's still a life away from home and away from everything I've ever known. For 18 years I lived with my family and the longest I had been away from them was summer camp for two weeks when I was little and I still cried because I got homesick.
College is a time for finding yourself (another cliché, but I'm serious). It's a time where you make new friends and meet all kinds of people and can really just be yourself. I've met so many genuine, friendly, amazing people- even the ones I share a dorm with have become some of the girls I go to for everything. In less than 4 months I'll be done with freshman year and moving onto the next. Isn't that crazy? I feel like a week ago I was just moving in and unpacking my things. Also, who would've known that my twin sized lofted bed here would be more comfortable than my queen sized bed at home? Life hack for all of my fellow college kiddos in dorms: foam mattress toppers= lifesavers.
To be frank, high school wasn't really my thing. That one person who said "high school is the best 4 years of your life" was a dirty liar. Don't get me wrong, I loved having a close knit group of friends, but when it came to the actual get-up-at-8-go-to-school-until-3-thing, I wasn't into it. Mainly, I wasn't into learning about things that I didn't have a passion for for 7 hours a day. I also wasn't into the whole status thing and the small town gossip. Do you get what I mean? Maybe not. Some people love high school and can't close the yearbook, and that's completely fine. I'm not here to judge anyone. I'm just trying to say that if you weren't a lover of high school, maybe college will be your jam. 5 months of college have given me way more opportunity and acceptance than 4 years of high school ever did. In just one semester, I got to take all the classes that I really had a true passion for. I took my first ever fashion class, and even took a class about public relations, learning about what careers I can do with my major. It even gave me the courage to start this thing called a blog. Kind of crazy, kind of cool. In high school, I can tell you 100% I would never have shared this platform with anyone that I knew for fear of judgement. Now, I'm crazy about the idea of people seeing it and letting it become another part of me. Since starting here, I haven't experienced a worry about whether or not people are gossiping about me and what they're saying. This is due in part to the fact that I've gained a lot more confidence in college. Listen to Confident by Demi Lovato, and you'll understand what I'm getting at. Also yes, I can still jam to Demi Lovato.
Basically what I'm trying to say is that you should give college and a new life a chance. Yes, it's scary at first and yes, you will have lots of downs; but you'll also have lots and LOTS of ups. The ups are the best part. When I look back on all that I've accomplished, I feel incredibly ecstatic. Not just because they're things that I can put on my resumé or own bragging rights to, but because they're genuine feelings that give me something to be hopeful for.
I know I'm ranting and I should probably cut it short here, but I just want to get the point across that you have to try new things and open yourself up to new experiences in life to see what you like and dislike. It's all really about giving things a chance instead of knocking them down before you even experience them. However, know that college is also not everyone's idea of fun, which is also 100% A-OK. Everyone is different and that's the beauty of it. Take a gap year and travel the world, go to your local community college, move across the country and start fresh at a new University- just do what you ultimately think is best and don't listen to other people's opinions because at the end of the day, it's about your happiness and what will make you most successful in this beautiful thing called life. You only get one shot at it, so you might as well make it what you want it to be.