My first year of college was a little different than your typical first-year-experience. I made the decision to commute from home, which was a choice that none of my friends had made. I believed that I was social enough to fulfill all the college experiences while still maintaining the life I had before (all while saving some extra money). Looking back, I may have overestimated myself.
At the beginning of the year I had many holes that I was trying to fill. In high school I played a variety of sports, worked 20 hours a week, and spent a lot of time with friends. Now these friends were hours away and I was left to start over. I began frantically searching for new hobbies- I joined a salsa dancing club for a semester, I tried out for (and didn’t make) OSU’s club cheerleading team, and I participated in the Block O student section at football games. Unfortunately, all of these activities were only temporary fixes, and when they were finished I found myself become more isolated than I had ever been before. Most days of the week I went back and forth from home, campus for classes, work, and then back home. I didn’t leave myself much down time to interact with my scholars community or time to just enjoy my campus.
Although I did not make many new friends, I do feel that I have become a stronger individual. First, I have found that my relationships with people are more mature. By keeping long-distance friendships with those from high school, I have learned how to value them (and each interaction) much more. And even though I live with my parents, I don’t find myself relying on them for much. They have given me tons of independence-getting to and from school, keeping track of my work schedule, and squeezing in family events when I can. They have let me become my own person. I also became a major goal-setter and am good at accomplishing these goals. I have maintained my target GPA, and got accepted into my dream study abroad program. In high school, I was lucky enough to have opportunities fall into my lap. The most important thing I learned this year was how to make things happen myself.
Ending the spring semester I still found myself feeling sort of lost. An entire year later and I am still in the process of developing new interests and making college friends. I have not let myself worry, though, because my next six months are full of new beginnings. I have recently joined CRIS (Community Refugee and Immigration Services) and their mentor program. I am paired with a student from Mexico and will spend my summer mentoring weekly. I will be spending the fall semester studying at Universitat Pompeu Fabra in Barcelona, Spain. Upon my return I will try again to make Ohio State’s club cheerleading team. Most importantly, I will force myself to spend my free time enjoying my campus. I admit that my first year did not live up to my expectations, but I believe that if I can continue to make each year better, I will eventually be satisfied. I truly love Ohio State and cannot wait to watch myself grow over the next three years.