A transitional event, moving, a new school:
College, this place that was 18 hours away from home and
here I was walking into my dorm room parents in tow. I was walking into Colby
the all-girls dorm thinking it looked like an old, creepy building that might
be my new paradise. The dorm room had
two twin beds right beside each other (almost exactly beside each other). When I
walked into my room the first time my thought was “well that has to change”
those beds were way to close. My roommate (later found out her name was Brea) hadn’t
come in yet. I grabbed the bed by the window. I almost didn’t knowing that my
roommate might want that bed and I didn’t want to her to have any reason to
dislike me on the first day of college. Feeling slightly guilty I dropped my
stuff onto my bed that we had moved away from the center of the room and headed
out with my parents to buy things to decorate! I was pretty excited to get cute
new college like things! The one time I got to decorate my own room (of course
matching colors with my roommate). We went from store to store buying things.
In target we saw hundreds of other students buying things too. From shaggy rugs
to wall hangings I imagined that everyone in college was out that day trying to
decorate. People almost seemed to be running through the store trying to beat
each other to items. I imagined the scene in mean girls when the students are
hanging out at the mall and they all turn into wild animals. I imagined the
moms running wild through the store, mouth wide open and foaming, on all fours
and hollering to claim their territory or store items. Throughout the day in
every store we went into this image kept appearing. I kept seeing moms and students
turn into wild animals. It made for a funny day to say the least.
After a long day of shopping, getting credit cards denied
thinking it was fraud and fighting of the wild beast we made it back to the
dorm. I walked into the room to see my roommate! My first thought was wondering
if this was the same girl I met on Facebook. Did she look like a cheerleader
who had won nationals twice? I figured I would find out! We had a whole year
ahead of us to figure out who each other was. I wondered what I looked like to
her. Did I look like a typical college girl in my prepared outfit of Nike
shorts, my ONE big t-shirt and colorful shoes? I sure was trying to be a
college girl. I believed that my outfit would help people see me as a college
girl and not some short girl who should still be in high school. My thoughts
that morning getting ready where about how I would fit in or transition per say
into a college lifestyle.
Going through rush for most people doesn’t seem like a good transition
to college. Girls are immediately judging you from your looks to how well you
can hold a conversation with a stranger. For me I loved it. I felt a rush(see
what I did their) getting to talk to girls about college. I got to ask
questions about what it was really like: were classes really that hard or was
the freshman 15 a real thing. I loved the talking. Getting into a group with
other freshman going through rush was a thrill too. I found myself talking to
girls about everything from hometowns to high school boyfriends. I can remember
sitting on the floor waiting to go into the sorority houses during recruitment bonding
with girls. I can remember feeling like I had made the right choice to come to
TCU.
Rush went well. My roommate worked out. My room was cute. I transitioned
the way I wanted to with high hopes and happy thoughts that worked out. I felt
and feel so lucky to have had an easy transition. I hope this blog entry gave
you a glimpse of my first week in college and the transition I was making.


