The First Year of College

Initially I didn’t want to move into the apartments in New Haven, because I wanted to stay in my old neighborhood. I had my mind set on going to a local college, but after a scholarship offer, I began to reconsider. The scholarship made it possible for me to have new opportunities that I wouldn’t experience at the local college, and meet more people beyond the ones that I had become used to in my hometown. I packed my thins and headed to New Haven to start my college life.

The first semester of college has been way more difficult than anything I’ve done in high school. I came in, thinking that it would be a piece of cake, but the courses were much more intense. When I took my first exam and received a poor grade, I was shocked. I spent the next month in the library, doing nothing but reading my textbooks over and over, taking notes on everything and absorbing the information. Some people around here have time to play on sports teams and work jobs in addition to going to college, but for right now, I can’t do that, because it takes away from the time that I could be studying.

Since I don’t have a job, my parents have been paying for me to live in the apartments. Occasionally they come visit me to make sure that I’m doing fine. They usually bring a home cooked meal with them, and my mom starts tidying up and rearranging things around the apartment, although I don’t want her to do that. I’ll be coming home to see them during the fall and winter breaks. Hopefully by the end of the semester, I can come home with the good news that I have passed all of my classes with high grades.

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