Hi,
My name is Megan, and I am entering my junior year at Syracuse University as an Advertising major with a creative emphasis and a psychology minor in the Newhouse School of Public Communications. Anyways, now that you know me by the way I introduce myself in any classroom on the first day, I’ll tell you a little bit about my first week of college at Syracuse University.
First thing’s first - when your parents drop you off, it is fully acceptable to sob violently and be inconsolably upset. Most people are in a horrible mood their first day anyway, you’ll be in the majority. There’s a moment after your parents leave for the first time that it really hits you that you’re legitimately on your own. No friends, no family, just you and your comfort water bottle. (Sidebar: I got a free water bottle from ‘Cuse my first week from some orientation event and I have had it for two years now and it is still my favorite water bottle. It has housed every single beverage you can possibly think of and has given me an excuse to get up and leave class to fill it up if I got bored. Very useful.) Once you’re left to your own devices, parents gone, what next?
My next move, being strategic and courageous and independent of course, was to call my mom. On her drive home. After twenty minutes. I’m honestly impressed I lasted even that twenty minutes, but there was a lot of crying. I would like to state for the record there is no shame in calling your mom after 20 minutes or even 5 minutes. Do what you gotta do. But I can promise eventually you will not want to call your mom because you’ll actually be having fun.
Fun seems very impossible the first week and even the first whole semester of college, but I swear it’s possible. For context, I am an insanely introverted person and Syracuse is an insanely extroverted school. If you’ve visited Syracuse or even heard of Cuse Basketball, you know what I mean. School spirit out the you-know-where. Me? Not so much. At least I wasn’t like that my freshman year. But your first week is prime time to make friends — EVERYONE is desperate to make friends, so if you talk to even one stranger on your floor or at an orientation event, chances are you’ll end up getting dinner together because neither of you have any other friends. And as pathetic as that sounds, it WILL turn out to be a good time.
Another sidebar because I won’t shut up about myself: my dorm building freshman year (Sadler floor 6, shoutout) had a GroupMe. If yours doesn’t have one, I would highly recommend putting a link to make one in your Facebook group for your class. Very helpful. But I digress; I woke up the morning after my first night alone and I texted in the group asking if anyone wanted to get breakfast with me. Three girls answered and went with me to breakfast. This was hands-down the worst, most awkward breakfast of my entire life. Not only was I so socially insecure, but I also felt like I was the ugliest one there (this obviously was not true and I know that now, but all the other girls with me were skinny and blonde, so you can see where I would be a little insecure). I barely ate, and I did not make any friends at this gathering I had instigated. Good job, Megan. I left very defeated, but I can tell you a full two years after this happened, I am now coincidentally friends with one of the girls from that breakfast. She also remembers it as the breakfast from hell, which is a comfort to me.