I started my junior year of college today and it had a surprisingly different feel than my first day of sophomore year. There’s always been people who wave to me and say hi when I walk around campus, but this year there was a noticeably larger number of them. As I walked from class to class is seemed like I knew everyone I saw, even if I wasn’t super friendly with them. The multitude of familiar faces wasn’t the biggest or most noticeable difference for me either.
The comfort with which I moved around campus surprised me. I wasn’t nervous about starting a new class, meeting new professors, or getting to class on time without getting lost. Even during my sophomore year I was more nervous and concerned than I was today.
Another difference, albeit a silly one, was my attitude towards getting ready in the morning. The night before I had a resident rush into my room asking for help with what to wear the next day. Of course I helped her out, but it made me realize that I could care less about what I was going to wear to my first day of classes.
It’s kind of interesting to me, the way I reacted to the first day of my junior year, and it made me more comfortable and excited for the months to come – not to mention the first day of my senior year!
Do you have any thoughts or stories about your first day of classes? Any comments about the year to come?
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