the start of a new year means more than just a chance to start over and the start of new goals. it means to a majority of 22 year olds Christmas break is almost over and Spring semester is coming up. Which means you have to find your brain again dust it off and plug it back in. Its not like you can even wait to do that until the day before class starts; you need a good week maybe even two to get everything ready for the next five months. Starting with making sure your classes are still the classes you planned on taking. BAD mix up last semester. Finding all the books required for your classes. If you have finical aid you have to do a book advance to even get your books plus making sure your aid covers the classes you are taking if not finding a way to make up some change really quick before deadline. Getting all your supplies for the semester. Getting parking permits or any other permits. then getting anything that you just need to get through the next five months without losing your mind. I actually feel bad for the freshman coming in. At I am a junior and know what I need to get or need to do. Supplies, permits, bottles of wine, books. The list goes on. Its not that I dread school I actually really like it its just after the first month the teachers lose their fire on being interesting to keep the kids in their class so they become boring. The other students go from being there everyday to their natural roles. Either skipping classes, sleeping, showing up half way through class, sitting at the front being a brown nose, or me the kind of student who is kind of there cares but doesn’t raise their hand that basically comes does what I need to and leave. So you have a month to make a friend for the next five months or a month to not make a friend and be silent and doodle for five months. The next two weeks are basically a slow ticking timebomb until you say goodbye to sleep, being normal, friends, your social life, freedom and saying hello to your friends that you know all to well headache, all-nighters, sticky note, energy drinks, sleepless weeks, being alone, constantly holding that conversation with yourself wondering what your friends from your old social life, sleeping for “fun” and so much more exciting things. My high school counselor deserves raise because she completely made college out to be something high and mighty, fun, parties all the time, basically high school and you can wear your pajamas. It is fun, and it is nothing like high school and you can wear your pajamas. Everything else is not what college is about. Well it is like a four year long party if you can handle that plus keeping up with college. let the countdown begin to losing my sanity. Can wait. Story of a college kid.