Well orientation ended, and I reflected back upon the weekend. I had met a few people that were interesting, but other than that, nothing had really been accomplished. I had seen the sophomore dorms, not really a help, and I had seen some skits done by students. I had experienced college eating and was already SICK of it! I now had a month to prepare for this new experience, over this month I planned to enjoy myself as much as possible because it would be the last time I would see my High School friends for a while. Nevertheless, as with any vacation, it did not last long enough and I found myself days away from my big move. I saw things packed up in my living room that had honestly never been packed before and of course my mom packed way to much. I had enough bins that I looked like I was moving into a new house with 20 years of clutter.

I had bins galore, and not much space to arrange them. The room was not quite as small as I thought it would be, but not by much. I had enough closet space and a decent desk. After unpacking for a few hours, I finally could enjoy my first night in a dorm. My roommate was a friend from HS so we already had some connection. I surfed the web, watched our decent cable lineup, and drifted off to sleep.

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I had enough, I was going to bed, but that is when it started. I will not go into grave details but my orientation was turning into my worst nightmare. During the day we had done many things, including meeting other students, concerts, game shows and more. All the time eating every meal at the trusty cafeteria, But to my dismay this was going to be the cause of some pain. I was not aware that the cafeteria used low-grade food in some of the meals, this fact in a large amount lead me to get sick. My orientation quickly shifted from being an interesting and eye opening experience, to one of the worst days in my recent history.

However, after pushing that experience aside the orientation was decent. I learned many things including college food is a lot lower grade than high schools, and that I would be one of the few sober college students. I observed even during the orientation drug use, drinking in mild amounts and of course lots of stupidity. I continued to look over all these facts and even started to get excited about my college experience.

Was college going to be my worst nightmare or the food? Who knows?

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Well where to start? I guess it all starts with my last wonderful days in High School, the hourglass was almost empty, and I could start to feel the pressure. What was going to happen after the doors closed for the last time. Was I going to have fun or even learn anything in college? I was sure about the second of my thoughts but unsure about the first. College is portrayed in movies as a huge party, endless girls, and booze. Nevertheless, this was not what I was going to college for; I wanted to use my parent’s hard-earned money with nothing short of learning. Was this promise of principle going to be the end of my social life in college? Was it the end to my fun? At this time in my life, I was not sure what was going to happen, and I was anxious to find out.

The last days of High School happened the doors closed, and I was about to embark on a new journey “college.” Would this journey go off without a hitch? How many hiccups would there be? I guess I would just have to find out. I sure did, orientation soon followed and I was about to experience my first days in a college atmosphere. I had never switched schools and had come from a small town. So meeting new people was completely new. I thought to myself these people do not know me, I am a clean slate, and I can be whomever I wanted. However, I could not lie I am who I am. I kept to myself being more of a passive observer, engaging only when asked and mostly for stupid icebreaker games. What would these accomplish? I am sure all they did was make us move around and embarrass ourselves, but maybe that was the point. After all seeing other people in embarrassment does tell you a lot about a person. Some blushed, some laughed, and some did not show any signs at all. I wondered what they were thinking. Did they feel the same way as me, where any of them wondering what was about to happen.

After looking back on these few days in the middle of my summer spent in college, I was convinced that I was going to be one of the few, the minority, the “sober ones”.

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