Three. Collegiettes, that’s the number of weeks we have left until summer. Three more weeks until we are rewarded with three awesome months of hot, sunny bliss. Three more weeks until I can sleep peacefully in my own queen sized bed, uninterrupted by my roommate’s elephant-like snoring. Three more weeks until the only project I’ll be “working” on is my tan. But most importantly, three more weeks until I’m no longer a freshman plagued by #wfufreshmenproblems!
All in all, freshman year was a complete blur. I remember the car ride to Wake at the end of August. It was a nine hour ride from New Jersey, and I think I cried for five of the nine hours. The other 4 I was probably sleeping, exhausted from all the crying. I’m not going to lie, I was nervous. I was scared to death to be a freshman again. Senior year was by far the best year of high school. I didn’t want to leave my best friends. I went to the same school for 14 years…I wasn’t even sure if I knew how to make friends! I had no idea what to expect.
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But as my dad drove us up to my dorm, I started to feel that somehow everything would fall into place (note: this could have been because we pulled up to the gorgeous South Hall). Even though I was pretty scared, I was more excited to start on my new journey. I quickly discovered that Wake is an amazing place, and I was going to be just fine. But as expected, I also discovered that my freshman journey was not going to be short on speed bumps, unexpected twists and turns, and general drama.
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Some of my #wfufreshmenproblems were pretty standard. I suffered from troubles with my roomie (WHY does Wake do random rooming, anyways?) and occasional homesickness. There were also some unexpected obstacles that crept up on me, for example: difficulty with balancing work and play (Funday Monday is just so…fun!)
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To mix things up a bit, I thought the best way to end my segment of #wfufreshmenproblems would be with making a list of solutions… positive things that are unique to freshman year. I’m dedicating this blog to the fabulous freshman of the class of 2015, who survived this year with grace and style. I’m also dedicating it to the future Collegiettes that will be facing their own slew of #wfufreshmanproblems next year: the class of 2016. Good luck!
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#wfufreshmenSOLUTIONS:
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1. You can wear a Wake Forest lanyard around your neck and no one will make fun of you (well, at least not for the first week of school).
2. You think the pizza in the Pit actually tastes good until around mid-October.
3. It’s totally okay if you thought DKEs was spelled “deacs” for three months.
4. You feel an unexplainable sense of euphoria when your friend who has a car takes you anywhere off-campus.
5. There’s nothing like your first Brynn’s.
6. You can make up frat names (“So where did you go Friday?” “Oh, SigmaMachiPiNu! So fun!”).
7. It’s okay to repeatedly ask someone their name, even if you’ve met them five times already.
8. The first time you get written up doesn’t actually go on your permanent record.
9. You’ll most likely have a friend who lives in South, and can spend the majority of your time pretending you live there instead of Johnson.
10. You proudly display the Xs on your hands Friday morning, so everyone knows you went to Last Resort the night before.
11. You will most likely acquire an entire second shoe wardrobe because your first one fell victim to frat sludge.
12. The freshman 15 is really more like the freshman 2-4.
13. You can use the age-old excuse to get out of almost any dilemma: “Sorry, I didn’t know…I’m just a freshman!”
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So there you have it! Freshman year wasn’t all bad. In fact, there really some things that you can only get away with, only as a freshman. Though my year was ridden with #wfufreshmenproblems, it was also filled with moments of joy, hilarity, friendship and personal growth.  It’s a bittersweet feeling as I write my last #wfufreshmenproblems blog. On the one hand, I’m happy to be moving on and up. On the other hand, I’m already curious what #wfusophomoreproblems next year has in store for me…We shall see! Until then, collegiettes…
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