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First Few Days of College

Creative Writing Piece by Anonymous


Class starts tomorrow, and I’m a bit nervous. There are quite a few things I have yet to wrap up, like first load of laundry, or where I’ll eat lunch on thursday. In the meantime, it’s been fun discussing the thesus ship paradox with a pepsi and pringles, accidentally winning my first game of FLUXX on our blue carpet [1], or binging Justice-For-Gotham & Next-Door-10x-Software-Engineer. I guess this is what happens when the housing committee does a fine job of putting 3 nerds together, lol


There’s something intriguing in the fact that everyone is indeed in the same boat as you are, my college has done a really good of making us feel that way. I genuinely do feel very open to meet new people, there is no social hierarchy, no ego, it’s just everyone exploring on their own… and that’s something very energizing and beautiful. Genuine curiousity, a place to explore. And I can’t deny, these past few days have been fun. Rootbeer floats at the christian house, icecream & ice-skates, storied sports-legacies while commenting on the cafeteria food; ultimately there’s not much new under the sun, but there is something a little differnt, just because you are in that place, ✨ college ✨


I suppose college does get romanticised quite a bit, and I suppose I’m guilty of perpetuating that myself, as we speak. I know its quite silly to play into a cliche like this, college is just another moment in the greater context of my life, like all the others.


Still, I’ve been spending that past few days struggling to wrap my head around the changes that are happening in my life, and how I’m going to survive the next four years. I’m probably going to fall down and fail quite a lot, and I’m going to hate it.


However, I do know there will be some great things to cherish too. And that makes me wonder why college gets romantiscized in the first place. You see all these movies and hear all these stories about how people wish to go back to their college days, so surely there is something there, right?


Maybe it’s not a terrible way of looking at college after all… I do want to live these years knowing that when I look back, there will indeed be something to romanticize. Maybe living like that will push me to do crazy things, so I will have stories to tell. Maybe it’s time for me to live as though there are stories waiting to be told and worth telling. Maybe some of those stories I will share with you, in the future.


cya 'round campus :v


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