I have to admit, I wasn’t the biggest fan of High School. I felt like I was in a prison for 8 hours, and the other inmates were well acquainted friends that I only spoke to during those 8 hours. My High School was just a tiny building in rural Arkansas. We had a total of 32 people in our graduating class. I graduated with the salutatorian honor. I was shocked to find out about this considering the only thing I mastered in High School was solitaire on my phone, and the high score on Diner Dash. Sleeping might as well have been another subject in our school, as well as watching movies on the smart boards. As I’m sure you’ve pieced together our High School wasn’t the most challenging to say the least. I honestly felt like I was wasting my life away. Of course we all anticipated the day we graduated. Everyone had some type of perception, more like a disillusion, of what college would be like. Either you wanted to go to a high end university and play basketball, join a sorority, or just go to crazy outrageous parties. Others had realistic expectations to go to a prestige University and be president of the physics club, or graduate with the highest honors. Boy were we wrong! I chose to attend a small community college not far from where I went to High School. After going to such a small school all my life I knew going to a large University would be overwhelming for me. Not to mention the thought of living in a dorm room with someone I just met. So, I made plans to attend the community college for four years and then ease my way into a larger university. I expected to be attending college with other people who wanted a higher education; people who with real thoughts and opinions, opposed to High School were none of us cared what our curriculum instilled or who taught it to us. I wish that were the case. For the most part my college classmates were just the same as my High School classmates. I’ve only had two courses where students actually gave their opinions about real life issues. Groups of immature students stand outside of the buildings saying demeaning things to girls, and if discussions do get heated in class people have been known to physically fight about them. I don’t blame these things on the college, I think it’s more of a cultural issue than anything, but we’ll touch more on that subject later. My point is that as High School students we conceive these notions that college is going to be our freedom point, and it’s all down hill from there. When in reality, although there are good aspects to college; like making your own schedule, it’s also full of new obstacles you have to face. I want this blog to show other students and even professors what it’s like to be on this side. Now that we’ve made it to the college side, what do we do now?
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