Tell us about your freshman year of college. Did you pull all-nighters? Did you join a sorority? Did you fail Intro to Chem? Did you have a job on campus? If you didn't go to college, what were you up to the year you turned 18?
I loved my freshman year of college. I was so upset the first day when I got to school and realized my dorm was the one dorm was on the complete other side of campus from all the other dorms. It didn't end up mattering obviously. I failed statistics both semesters my freshman year, and finally passed my sophomore year. Lol. Pulled lots of studying all nighters. And Lots of NOT studying all nighters!! There were quite a few bars in town that took my awful fake id, and a little Japanese joint that we would go to to do saki bombs. College rocked.
Eta- we snuck beer into our dorm room by tying a rope to a laundry basket and lowering it to the person getting the beer and pulling it up. So genius.
My freshman year of college was pretty uneventful. I was going to a community college "full time" and working part time at a hair salon. I wasn't (never have been) big into partying.
This probably will not surprise anyone but I was a complete and total dork because college was the start of my academic career rather than the end; I knew I was going to continue on to a MD or PhD. I spent my first semester scrambling to find a research project that was freshman friendly, and the majority of my all nighters were spent studying instead of out partying. Looking back I probably should have found a better balance though things shifted a bit when I met my (now) DH!
5 cycles of "TTC" - 3 intentional, 2 not so intentional. 5 BFPs. My rainbow arrived 10/15/14. TFMC 08.02.13 at 19+ weeks. Everyday I grieve for my little Olive.
I didn't go to college. The year I turned 18 I was being a mother. I got pregnant at 17 and I turned 18 that July. That December at 18.5 I had my DD.
I was horribly sick that pregnancy so I didn't work. I just laid on the couch/bed 24/7 unless I was going to the Dr because I was put on bed rest at like 15 weeks pregnant. It sucked.
My DH worked the 3pm to 11pm shift that year but the guy that was supposed to work 11pm to 7am called in like 2x a week so my DH would pull doubles. I hardly ever saw him during that pregnancy. I was very lonely.
That is also the year 9/11 happened. I was about 5 months pregnant.
When my DD was born, she ended up screaming for the first 4 months of her life and I got severe PPD. (not related)
All in all it was a crappy year for me. Just saying. I love my DD and wouldn't change it for the world though.
Pictures for your time!
#1 is DD the day she was born 12.29.01
#2 she was about 10 weeks old
#3 is me and her she was 4-5 months. MAN I was young looking!
My first year was pretty boring. my parents' divorce agreement specified continued financial support until I turned 22 if I was a full time student and continued to live at home. I couldn't afford it otherwise, so I stayed home.
I really got to know the city my freshman year. I took classes downtown and learned how to get anywhere on public transit.
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Baby Boy M, born December 2013
Angels: Miscarriage @ 9 weeks, May 2015, Chemical Pregnancy November 2015
Taking courses living at the community college, working to save money and living at home. Woooooo I lived big. I also met my first semi serious bf (not current SO). It wasn't destined to last as he did not want to move away and I had to finish my degree. We broke up a few years later when I started to apply to away schools.
My freshman year was pretty uneventful other than classes. I was the crazy freshman that took an extra full load and went to class M-F. I never did M-F classes again. Why go 5 days a week when you can go 2?
When I was 18(I will be 20 this June lol) DF and I had our 3 year dating anniversary, got engaged, then got pregnant. I was also in college full time, working as a cna full time over night and at kohls part time when I wasn't doing the other two.
I had only one "friend" attending the same university as me, and it was my roommate from an academic summer camp the year before. I rushed and joined a sorority to make new friends.
I spent most of my weekends commuting back home (4.5 hours) because I was dating DH and he was still in hs.
I got a "B" first semester in Broadcast Journalism. I cried. I'd never gotten a "B" and felt like a failure. Ha.
Freshman year of college was 1998-1999. That was the year I met my best friends to this day. I was in an all girl dorm and it was a year full of G-rated fun. (I was a late bloomer when it came to parties/drinking) None of us had a car so we stayed on campus just being silly, innocent 18 year olds checking out hot guys in the center of campus and in the campus coffee shop. We would go to bed at 3am after staying up all night talking about nothing and everything. That was the year before I started dating my husband so I remember it fondly lol
"Dont fucking ever come out your face talking shit like that" -SG 1/12/2014
My freshman year was a bit of an eye-opener. I was used to high school being pretty easy, and didn't quite grasp the concept that college professors assigned reading and homework but never actually checked if you did it. So I found myself on the eve of my first semester finals trying to read 10 chapters worth of material. Oops. I had to maintain a 3.0 average for my scholarship, and got a 2.943 that semester. I will never forget that.....I was SO scared they were going to take it away from me! Turns out that I never got so much as a warning letter, but it certainly taught me my lesson! The positive side was that I had a lot of fun while not doing my homework, lol.
Anyway, I worked in the cafeteria to make $$ and got a free meal plan out of it. Made a bunch of awesome friends (including a great roommate), but I was the only one who didn't join a sorority, so at the end of the year they all moved on without me.
I was also a late bloomer and a bit of a goody-goody. I spent most of freshman year studying and going to bed early. I did attend some parties later in the year and made out with a few too many guys, but nothing particularly over the top.
I went to UTEP and I lived at home and I was in a engineering and science club so we had a lot of activities but I honestly didn't party. I had a full load too and second year I only went like 2 or 3 days per week.
I went to a small all girl's college, so it was not quite the party scene! But I met a lot of great friends and we found our fun off campus I also started dating DH that year, in April. 11 years ago next week!
hmm. Well "freshman" year of college I was technically still in high school! I did home studies during high school so that I could take college classes, so my "freshman" year of college I had a full load of college classes at our local community college, & those classes were counting for both high school and college credits, which was awesome! By the time I graduated high school I also had my associates degree. So by the time I was 18 & transferred to a university I was a junior.
I went to college here in my city. Lived in the dorms unofficially (ha). Joined the marching and concert bands and made some amazing friends! I had never drank before, and I did a lot of that my first year. I actually met DH in the dorms and he was also in band but we were both attached at the time - he to his HS gf, me to my first college bf. We didn't start dating until we were 21.
I spent most of my freshman year either going home on weekends to party with my hs friends and bf, otherwise going to Chicago to party with my future roommate. We made a couple bad decisions a few times, but what is college for lol.
I made decent grades but have never loved school or tried my hardest. To me it was just what you did after high school, and I wish I had been more responsible with money and financial aid. School loans suck and I'll be paying them til I'm 50 probably.
I left home and went to a small school in Iowa to play soccer! The girls and boys teams practiced and traveled together because our coach was both men's and women's. It was awesome because I made instant friends and met my DH on the team! My DH lived in "the soccer house" and they had parities every Thur-Sat so I basically lived there, some of my best memories are from that house! Lived in a co-ed dorm room too, did a lottttt of partying in between playing soccer! No job because we trained even on off season. Had so much fun, wouldn't change a thing!
Freshman year was 2000-2001 for me. I started as a studio art major as planned, but changed to Art History the 2nd semester. (I had traveled to Italy that previous summer & it changed my mind.)
I worked on campus at the university child care center as apart of my work study assignment. I was the assistant teacher in the infant room. Before that, I was NOT into kids at all, but that was because I didn't know or understand anything about them. I was afraid of them. I learned so much working there. It was where I met Ben. The baby boy who changed my heart towards having kids. Kinda makes me all teary-eyed now!
I was in community college my first year, so I didn't really get the full college experience with all the parties, staying in dorms and whatnot. I didn't get into too much trouble, I think I got most of my partying out senior year. I had decent grades my first year, but failed my intro to bio class (wtf?) not sure where my head was in that class haha!
Freshman year for me was also 1998-1999. I was sixteen and had just graduated from an all girls school in a class of 22 - I then decided that a large, public university five hours from home was a great idea. (Hint: it was not). Lived in a co-ed dorm, met a lot of fun people, attended football games with my guy friends, learned that frat parties sucked but house parties rocked, and learned that you do actually have to go to class if you want to pass. After that year, my school asked me to take a year off, not realizing that they had failed to count one of my grades. My parents and I fought for them to count it, I was reinstated, and I decided that a year off to get my priorities straight and grow up a little was probably not a bad idea. So that's what I did.
I went to a small Christian college, and lived in a all girls dorm and we had curfew. I started working in the first semester at American Eagle because I used all the money I had saved from my high school job. Met DH second semester, smoked weed and drank for the first time and ended up getting pregnant. We got married that summer. It was an interesting year. We both come from very strict Christian family's so lets just say our family's were not too happy. But hey it all worked out..5 years later and 2 kids and I'd say things are going great.
I couldn't wait to get to college. I went to a super small predominantly women's college, because my high school graduating class was like 1000 people and I was sick of anonymity.
Didn't drink too much but stayed out until 4:20am fairly regularly. *Ahem*. Lots of late nights, road trips, dates in NYC with my boyfriend at NYU, and reading, reading, reading (prelude to a phil. major). My 10 year college reunion is this June, and my very best friends are from college, so it should be awesome.
Oh boy. Let's see, in October i decided to switch majors from music education to nursing. I was still dating my asshole manipulative bf from high school, gave up a lot of opportunities for him, (including my virginity) then he broke up with me in April, that was the last straw for my depression, I was cutting and eating my feelings and admitted myself into a psychiatric center over spring break so I could see a psychiatrist and get medication. Not the best year but it made me stronger and brought me to DH and DD today and i am so lucky I have them.
ETA also at the end of the school year I got drunk for the first time and hooked up with a stranger, which if you know me is totally not my personality
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Eta- we snuck beer into our dorm room by tying a rope to a laundry basket and lowering it to the person getting the beer and pulling it up. So genius.
TFMC 08.02.13 at 19+ weeks. Everyday I grieve for my little Olive.
I really got to know the city my freshman year. I took classes downtown and learned how to get anywhere on public transit.
I also met my first semi serious bf (not current SO). It wasn't destined to last as he did not want to move away and I had to finish my degree. We broke up a few years later when I started to apply to away schools.
My Ovulation Chart
I spent most of my weekends commuting back home (4.5 hours) because I was dating DH and he was still in hs.
I got a "B" first semester in Broadcast Journalism. I cried. I'd never gotten a "B" and felt like a failure. Ha.
Anyway, I worked in the cafeteria to make $$ and got a free meal plan out of it. Made a bunch of awesome friends (including a great roommate), but I was the only one who didn't join a sorority, so at the end of the year they all moved on without me.
I made decent grades but have never loved school or tried my hardest. To me it was just what you did after high school, and I wish I had been more responsible with money and financial aid. School loans suck and I'll be paying them til I'm 50 probably.
Freshman year was 2000-2001 for me. I started as a studio art major as planned, but changed to Art History the 2nd semester. (I had traveled to Italy that previous summer & it changed my mind.)
I worked on campus at the university child care center as apart of my work study assignment. I was the assistant teacher in the infant room. Before that, I was NOT into kids at all, but that was because I didn't know or understand anything about them. I was afraid of them. I learned so much working there. It was where I met Ben. The baby boy who changed my heart towards having kids. Kinda makes me all teary-eyed now!
My 2 December boys
Dec '13 June Siggy - Awkward Swimsuit Photo
Didn't drink too much but stayed out until 4:20am fairly regularly. *Ahem*. Lots of late nights, road trips, dates in NYC with my boyfriend at NYU, and reading, reading, reading (prelude to a phil. major). My 10 year college reunion is this June, and my very best friends are from college, so it should be awesome.
ETA also at the end of the school year I got drunk for the first time and hooked up with a stranger, which if you know me is totally not my personality