notes from a college graduate

There I was, ready to dive into all that is college. I had spent the summer pouring over JMU's student life handbook, sketching floor plans for my dorm room (true story- just ask my freshman year roommate) and wondering who I would meet and what I would learn.

I knew college would mean freedom. I didn't realize it would be an every-day type of freedom. Freedom to choose when to wake up, whether or not to go to class, what to eat, who to spend time with, where to go, how to spend my time.

I didn't know the people I would meet would challenge me and mold me into a better version of myself.

It's funny, I still refer to time in semesters. I wonder when that will change.