TooMuchTooSoon

Freshman year in college is one of the most eye-opening, personally revealing, most insane time in ones life. Despite what background you came from, what you had or had not done in high school, or what your views were on life, Freshman year is the first real opportunity you have to do whatever you want. People say that all the time, but you never really know until you experience it for yourself.  

Today’s post is an intro to freshman year. The “best” time of your life, but also the most rewarding, grueling, and memorable times as well. Even if you don’t go crazy and get drunk every night, have crazy amounts of sex, or do insane amounts of drugs, you still get that great experience. Now, not every great freshman experience contains all three of those, but most of them involve one of those three (especially the first two) in some form or another. I’m not saying mine involved all three of those, but I’m not saying it didn’t either. I’m not going into grave detail right now, but this is just a little preview.

My freshman year, I lived on a very exciting floor. We didn’t talk to or hang out with anyone from any other floor, for the most part. There were about 10 or so guys that always hung out together, and then pretty much 3 or 4 girls that hung out with us. That was the main group that partook in the nonsense of the world. The rest of our floor was just as fun, and there are plenty of stories behind all of them, but they come in waves. The main core group of people was definitely an odd gathering of people. We had a huge smelly kid from the Chicagoland area, a really short annoying kid with shortman syndrome from the Chicagoland area, a really annoying kid that wore Jorts from St. Louis, a pretty normal kid from New York, and a really annoying jewish kid from St. Louis. That is besides the rest of the guys that were already introduced. If you can’t tell from the brief descriptions I gave of all of them, the personalities of all of these people mixed [wonderfully].

Most of these kids were really weird, and what would a freshman college experience be without really weird kids. I feel like it takes people that are unbearably annoying, strange, or so off-keel with what you always think that makes you realize how good your life is. That may seem a little harsh, cocky, or self-centered, but you didn’t know these kids. I was glad to have a normal life. Looking back on it now, 2 years later, I only talk to 4 of those guys from freshman year, 2 that are still in my fraternity, the one that dropped out of school but was in my fraternity, and Dumbkid. I think I chose the right route with the whole friendship thing, because I could never see myself holding a conversation longer than 30 minutes with any of those other kids. Which leads me to another point…

How is it that we as humans can be so considerate, nice, and fake on the outside when we’re with someone, but then just trash them when they’re not around. Even when we shoot down the fact that people can’t say things to other’s faces. We are hypocrites in our own right, just because we do the very thing we all “hate”. Whatever, I say screw that. If you don’t want to tell someone how much you dislike them, but don’t want to burn a bridge, or be mean, who cares. That’s life. People get over it, get on with it, and forget it. No big deal.

Anyway, for the other girls on our floor freshman year (besides Owasso), they were strange in their own right. The other 2 main girls were roommates. One was from a school that had a Pretzel as their mascot, and her mother was INSANE. The other girl was from Flowermound Texas, and was weird for a while, then normal, then weird, then normal. It’s hard to pinpoint. Long story short with these girls, at the end of freshman year we all left on what one would call “non-speaking terms”. It just kind of happened that way, but now we are all ok again, because we are grown-ups who can realize when we were just being stupid overdramatic [Freshman]. Shit happens.

Freshman year had its ups and downs. I experienced my first extreme case of intoxication. I experienced someone rip the shirt right off their body. I experienced a group of hippies make fools of themselves in the snow. I experienced someone tell so many lies and then admit they were lies not too long after. I experienced a kid fail out of school, and then fall through the cracks and live on campus an extra month into second semester, doing NOTHING.

All in all, being a freshman in college is one of the best things you can ever experience, if you play your cards right. In order to live the experience, you must give in what you want to get back out. You have to make some sacrifices, skip a few classes (as long as you know you wont miss anything important), and just be young and stupid. That’s the moral of this blog, you can be young and stupid when you’re a freshman. Society allows it. As long as you aren’t a big fool and either fail out, die of alcohol poisoning, or just not actually live the experience, you’ll be fine.

And so it begins…

Well, whoever decides to read this, which I hope at least one or two people do, I think it is only appropriate to be formally introduced to myself, as you will be sharing my life’s travels. I will start with the basics, but only vaguely. I am 20 years old, am a Junior at a public University that currently has over 28,000 students. I am in a Fraternity, and have become rather involved in my campus. 

I grew up on the east coast, which is where the root of most of my knowledge was originally based off of, but I traveled out to the midwest for college. This theme will come into play in later posts, but I figured the original point should be made right off the bat. There is so much I plan to write about, ranging from the unique and amazingly bizarre people I have met since coming out to college, the things I have experienced that I only thought possible in movies, and the overall experience of someone growing up confined to a certain region of the country, and then exploring what it has to offer by venturing to the middle of it. 

I plan to formally introduce every big player in my college/life experience in the coming days, just to have an overall basis for all of my readers to go off of. Profiling each of those people in the days to come will not only help you all become familiar with these characters, but allow me to recall all of the things they actually did to become such large players in my life. 

As formal as this may seem, this is not going to be one life-altering story  after another. This is solely for entertainment purposes, showing how insane ones life can become, how deep into other peoples worlds one can be sucked in, and how different life in the midwest can be from life on the east coast. 

I look forward to beginning my own little adventure here, and the stories that are to come, as well as the people I get to recall from my memory, have me too excited to continue writing right now. 

Until next time…