First Year

SO! I figured i’d blog a little since i have nothing to do at the moment and i can’t sleep. Anyways, hmm where to begin? I am glad to say i survived my first year of college haha. Im so jealous of those SMART ASS MOTHERF*CKERS who breezed through their first year with 4.0s and did all this great stuff. My grades SUCK but i guess I’m glad i didn’t fail any classes and i’m still on track with BME. Looking back on this past year there’s a lot of things i would’ve done differently and theres a lot of things i wouldn’t have any other way. OBVIOUSLY i wish i kept up with school a lot better. I wish i studied when i needed to or maybe even got ahead. It might seem stupid but I realized that things get SO much easier when you ACTUALLY read. I realized that i spent SO MUCH time doing absolutely nothing. This past year i always ended up cramming for exams and turning labs in late when in reality, i had time for everything i just never used it wisely. Something to improve on for next year i guess haha. One of the other things that I always think about is going greek. I don’t actually regret it and I’m pretty content with the people that crossed my semester but sometimes i wonder how different it would be if i took some time off and got used to college BEFORE i joined. Now it seems like everyone that i hang out with is greek. I know i have three more years before i graduate but i wish i made more unaffiliated friends. Its good to have some people to talk to that aren’t greek ya know? Makes you feel normal haha. Greek life DOES get boring sometimes. Overall i think i grew a lot this past year. I feel a lot more mature than i used to be. I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing. Sure I’m not as stupid, loud, and obnoxious as i used to be but something feels different. Hanging out with the people i used to back in Houston feels really different. Inside jokes and things that used to be hilarious just aren’t funny to me anymore. A lot of things just seem really boring. Who knows, maybe i just grew up? Change is often times a good thing. I guess I’m just waiting for someone to tell me otherwise. Meh whatevers. Freshman year complete! Three more years to go!