In place of Conversation #5

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.