Days as a Freshman: 148
Mood: Unsteady
“I can’t believe I actually came with you!”
Rebecca slammed the front door behind us and yelled, doing her best to be heard over the loud, pumping music coming from the living room.
“I’m glad you did!” I screamed, “I would never have come by myself!”
The soccer house was already crammed full […]
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My Freshman Year: Day 148
My Freshman Year: Day 143
Days as a Freshman: 143
Mood: Weirded out
“So you know what I was thinking?” Sasha pushed his empty coffee cup across the table. “I was thinking you should come to a party we’re having this weekend.”
Sasha, Justin and I had spent the last 20 twenty minutes making more small talk than I had ever […]
My Freshman Year: Day 140
Days as a Freshman: 140
Mood: Confused
I rolled a pencil back and forth on the smooth plastic-wooden café table. The coffee sitting next to me was still too hot to drink, and I needed to do something with my hands and attention. Even people watching was out of the question; with half the college […]
My Freshman Year: Day 135
Days as a Freshman: 135
Mood: Not so glad to be back
As I heaved the last of my suitcases onto my bed, I couldn’t help but feel like everything would be a lot better if I only had one more week at home.
January classes were supposed to be a way for me to get my math […]
My Freshman Year: Day 125
Days as a Freshman: 125
Mood: Rested. Finally.
“What are you planning on doing today?”
My mom flitted around me, putting silk napkins down at the empty place settings and touching the pine branch centerpiece. She was anxious. I can always tell when my mom is anxious because she hovers, does everything twice, and buzzes around […]
My Overly Dramatic “Quarterlife”
Our generation has been called a lot of things. Lazy. Fame obsessed. Narcissistic. Unmotivated. Oversexed. Why haven’t you Twenty-Something’s moved out of your parents’ house yet? The general consensus seems to be. Why are your parents still giving your money? Stop watching reality TV and and […]
My Freshman Year: Day 122
Days as a Freshman: 122
Mood: Dissapointed in myself!
“What’s up? Heading home for winter break?”
Stacey leaned against the bureau, twisting her hair in front of her face and plastering on a giant smile, as though the guy on the phone could actually see her. Rebecca and I leaned forward, total disbelief keeping us attached […]
My Freshman Year: Day 118
Days as a Freshman: 118
Mood: Freaked out
“Got everything?”
Rebecca turned away from the movie she was watching on her computer and looked at me, a fuzzy hat pulled down over her eyes. The heat in our dorm was doing something strange—something strange and cold.
“I think so…” I ruffled through the pile of clothes in my […]
