As of Wednesday, I had completed my freshman year of college and let me just say that I envy those who can sum up their freshman year in a simple Facebook or Instagram post with countless photos. While the good majority of some key events of my freshman year had been documented through my blog in some pretty upsetting and depressing posts, I wanted to make a post that also included some more positive updates and go back to some of the best memories I’ve had this past year.
Like I talked about in my previous post, I came to CMU hoping to recover and heal from my past back at home. And this year, I found that recovery wasn’t easy. I ended up being mistreated and hurt by others, and it slowed down not only my healing process but also affected my academic success. For the first part of the year, I ended up handling all of my emotions alone (perks of being too scared to schedule an appointment with a counselor-let alone talk to anyone). One desperate prayer New Years Eve became a text asking if I’d be joining life groups the following semester, regularly scheduled meetings with a counselor (after a series of unfortunate events already previously talked about), and a more open relationship with my Mom-who also doubles as my mentor. I also have an amazing success coach that I’ve been meeting with and will continue to meet with next year who has helped me rescue my grades to the best of my abilities (I was very unlucky the week before finals-that’s another story) BUT who has already helped me a ton with my performance in my classes-so so grateful for him.
Remember when I felt confused on why they wouldn’t be rooming with me and what God’s big plan was for all of this? Long story short-I understand now. And one of the things I’m most excited about for next year is taking what I’ve learned about who I am and what I ask for as a roommate and applying it to next semester. I’ve learned that I’m easy going-I generally mold myself around what my roommates ask for in a roommate. And because things with my roommates didn’t end so peacefully as expected (thanks for still being my friend even after this year Emilee), it’s made me less fearful of my roommates next year. While its still a work in progress, I’m working with the resources given to me to be the best version of myself-not only for myself, but for those around me. I now know what I deserve, I know that my worth is more than being treated any less than what I deserve as a human being.
While there are many memories that are very much worthy of being talked about, I think the best way to recap my year is by talking about my top ten memories from this year-with pictures, of course.
10. Pretty much any football game from this year.
Give or take that I was fresh with friends and was before the middle of the semester came crashing down on my friends and myself. rip our GPA’s.
9. My rise to fame. Also a primary source of communication.
Eager friend-less Hayley began making art and leaving it on the white board on the front of our door for her fellow floor-mates to take and put in their dorms for décor. This became notes on my board and letters under my door asking for more art. (Obviously, I couldn’t leave my fans hanging and made more). I unfortunately never found out who was taking my art. Sad.
8. My new frens. (Can’t forget the frens from back home who came up to see me-bless u)
Without a doubt, I’ve met some of the most amazing group of people ever. These pictures don’t even include the many other individuals I’ve met through social media. These people are what made my year so great. I wouldn’t trade them for the world. Maybe if someone offered to pay for my college, though. (I’m sorry).
7. Every nap that I’ve been able to crunch in ever. Even if it was at 12am. [not pictured].
6. That one time Emilee and I had a hermit crab together.
Emilee let me name it Sonic, despite finding out it was a female later on. Long story short, it only lasted a few weeks before it died. RIP.
5. Traveling pretty much anywhere.
Anyone from CMU can tell you that there is pretty much nothing to do in Mt.Pleasant-which is pretty much true. Luckily, I did a lot of adventuring on my own and pretty much know the ins and outs of downtown and the three parks the last two weeks before I left. I also went to Midland for the first time in the beginning of the semester and I can’t lie-it was pretty neato.
4. That one time I solved the Rubik’s cube.
I’m tellin’ ya-I took this cube to dinner with me for two weeks trying to solve it. Five notecards, three websites, and one friend later I finally solved it. I eventually went to solve the Pyraminx (thank you Jessie for the gift) and I ended up replacing the cube above with a much nicer and smoother-moving cube (thank you Andrew for being the MVP).
3. That one time I cried over my broken Ocarina. Or any time I’ve bursted into tears ever.
These are actually frames of a video Emilee took of me after I walked out of my room in tears after finding my ocarina broken under my bed (thanks a lot, Jt). Luckily, he replaced it, and we forever have this memory in an 8-second clip. If you ever get the chance to see it for yourself it’s definitely worth the watch, unless if you were stuck watching me look up at the ceiling and start crying like my roommates were. The only other time I’ve ever cried like this was when I wasn’t able to take a 10-minute shower without our shower filling up with water or when I got super sappy over my high school band director. I’m a mess.
2. Concerts, concerts, CONCERTS.
Once upon an August, Jt ended up buying me tickets to see Our Last Night for my birthday, but the most important part about this concert was that The Color Morale was opening for them (along with Hands Like Houses-who I dearly love, and Out Came the Wolves). I’ve also included a photo of Jt after being rammed into the barricade, a sad but rad moment (mostly for me). Then came another time when Brady persuaded me to go with him to see I Prevail-which eventually was rescheduled a month later-and this time we had friends tag along. As much as I love The Color Morale, this was by far one of the best concerts I’ve been to so far, not to mention the amazing group of people I went with. I was blessed to have met some great people-both from the bands and not. 11/10 would do again.
- Any moment with Jt ever.
Jt and I go back to June of last year when we met on an app meant for making friends and finding roommates and we had three of the same classes together-just at different times. That mistake alone has given me the greatest friend I could ever ask for, and without Jt, I wouldn’t have gotten to where I am. Just as he’s learned from me, I’ve learned from him. He’s taught me how to be tough, defend myself, and let loose. I’ve never been so goofy and so angry at anyone in my life than him. These pictures aren’t even half of the amazing memories we’ve had in less than a year. I am so so thankful for Jt-and I can’t wait to live next door to him and play melee and Mario party together.
I won’t lie-this year was nothing like I had hoped it would be. But I can’t deny some amazing memories and lessons have come from this year. I’m thankful for everyone who has been a part of my freshman year, everyone who has helped me out in one way or another. And for you, reader, I am thankful for you. Thank you all so much for reading what’s been on my heart, for the support, and for the love. I can’t wait to share with all of you the many things I’ve been working on.
As always, have faith, and know hope. From your sophomore-in-college. (so weird to say that now)