The 6 girls i lived with and I were forced to maintain a living environment, which to each of us simply meant to respect each others space despite our differences and dislikes towards each other. I had my own ideas and expectations of college, but to my surprise, I gained a lot more. I learned the true meaning of patience, tolerance and acceptance. From my suite alone, I learned that every single person is his or her own person and that no two people are the same. I learned that everyone grows up differently and expects different things from differently people.
Some of my suite mates expected me to be a ghetto, juvenile girl from the bronx, but to everyone's surprise, I was not. I wasn't too backwards either because I expected my roommate to be some uptight rich girl from Long Island, but she turned out to be a great person and one of my closest friends. My suite taught me to accept people for who they are and to be patient and tolerant, because you never know what kind of lives anyone else has. All you know is the kind of life you have and where you came from.
Academically, my freshman year taught me to rely on reading and understanding lectures to get through classes. Each class is different and as semesters pass, I learned which professors are better than others and which classes are a lot less stressful than others. As a biology major, my freshman year was filled with sciences and labs. I learned to manage my time and be more organized than before by force. If I hadn't been as organized, I would not have gotten through my freshman year as successful as I did.
I learned that high school crippled me because teachers actually pushed me and encouraged me, which professors here do not. I had to find my own motivation to do my own work. Sometimes, I admit i just wanted to sleep! Sleep is one thing I rarely got my freshman year. Between classes, studying, doing homework, reading, working, trying to make friends and simply trying to fit in, sleep became optional. Overall, classes my freshman year were hard to get through, but it was necessary to learn how to go about passing each class each semester, which all depends on the class and the professor.
Socially, my freshman year, I made tons of acquaintances, but only a handful of real friends. Everyone was friendly because everyone was trying to make new friends too, but you never really know someone until you've actually spent time with them. First impressions are not always what they seem. Some people are genuinely kind, while others can turn out to be lying, manipulative, very horrible people. I learned the hard way, to not trust people until I have good reason to. I trusted too easily and as a result, one of the girls I lived with stole money, clothes and food from me. The best friends that I made, however, are still my best friends. We still go out and have tons of fun together. The best thing of all, is I know that I can trust them and always count on them like they can trust me and count on me and thats all that really matters to me.
Altogether, my freshman experience taught me a lot about life and the kind of life I want to have. Freshman year taught me how to live my life in a better way that I can enjoy my life and attain my career goals. My freshman year taught me what 4 years of college takes to teach others. It taught me about exactly the person that I want to be.