Crash for the Class

"Oh my god, this class is so far"

It was the second day of college and I was walking to my English 114 class , stress and frustrated while studying the map of the campus,  little did I know this class was at the very back of the campus. And where was I? The very front of the campus.

"Oh just GREAT."

I came early that day, just to be certain that I get to the right class and that I get there five minutes early. I made my way of what seems to be twenty minutes of my time just walking, following the path that I highlighted on my map like it was some type of "ghetto" GPS. And that trip to class was a work out. Endless heat from the sun started beating down on me and tons of sweat started to manipulate one by one, I finally reached what seemed to be where the class was, and boy was I exhausted! I was relieved when I saw Karina, one of the first the few I've met in class on the first day of class.

The professor finally came and unlocked the room, I hurried in and sat down in the second row just to be sure I get a good view of the professor since reading lips became a complete habit of mine. Second day of class, and yet I made three friends so far. I felt the accomplishment, but not so much because I was still scared and nervous to meet other people.

The professor did instruct us to sit with a partner and I was just sitting there looking at the seat next to me and counting off endless questions of "what ifs":

"What if no one sits next to me, does that make me look stupid?"
"I don't even have friends in this class who am I suppose to call over?"
"Should I run out? Pretend I never was here in the first place."

I just sat there so awkwardly and nervous. I mean this is my first year and college and I honestly had no idea what I was suppose to really expect on the first week of school alone. Luckily, Seirra sat next to me and she warmly greeted me. I was again, relieved this day was going better as expected. We sat there, watching all these people come through the day toward the professor and I honestly had no idea what was going on. The professor then announce to the people who are crashing to listen closely.

"Crashing? What? I don't get this? Are they suppose to like ruin the class like they weren't invited or something?"

I was completely lost. I have never heard the term ever about crashing a class. Okay maybe I registered a little too late for this to all actually sink into all these new terms I have to learn for college, but eventually I learned that these were the people who were trying to get a room in the class because they needed that certain class.  And I've got to tell you it was A LOT of people trying to crash the class, but as the professor started presenting what this class is, the whole Bayan community and being enrolled to the PD class, majority of those crashers went to find another English class. Which left off to a small amount of crashers who were really showing that they needed this class.

Luckily I didn't have to be one of those people to crash into any of my classes, but at least now I would know the consequences of wanting to get the class I really want next semester and actually waiting last minute to register. And trust me, there will be no crashing doors for me.

College: First day as the Freshmeat

7:04am

That was the first thing I saw when my sister woke me up to get ready for College. The term seemed to echo in my head like crazy. I laid there and thought to myself.

"Could this really be happening ? Am I really going to start college today?"

I was excited,nervous, and scared all at the same time. Was this even normal to feel? I mean what is this going to be like? Life changing? Torture? I started to freak out more and more as I got ready for what seemed like it was going to be a long day.

My dad dropped me off at school that morning asking me over and over again if I was excited. I didn't even say a word that morning I was thinking too much about how lonely I would be once I got there. Finally, I arrived at what seems to be Southwestern College.

 I looked at my phone and I was an hour early before my first class started. I went around looking for my classroom, luckily remembering to get a map a week before school started in case I get lost. I was relieve how close my classroom was from where my dad has dropped me off. After that, I went on a little stroll to find a place to sit so I can wait until class started.

8:58am

Time seemed to move by so quickly after sitting there nervously while texting my friend from Vegas how much I wish he was here to calm me down. I slowly got up and walked to class. Our professor came, little was I confuse why there was two of them entering the class. I walked into the classroom and sat at the very first row of the room. And I thought to myself.

"Are you dumb? Everyone is going to stare down at you now that you're in the front."

"It's okay Diane, maybe you don't have to say a thing."

I felt so lonely, few people knew each other and there was a few of us who were sitting there like zombies.


The professor both introduce themselves and talked about the Bayan Community we all signed up for. After a few introductions, we were told that we were to connect with everyone else in the classroom. I was scared. Scared because maybe no one would even talk to me or say hi at least. But I was wrong, I was lucky enough to meet Karina and Louise the very first day. They gladly smiled and talked to me as if we weren't really much of a stranger to each other.

By the end of the day, I was bummed that this was the only class I had that day, yet I felt really confidential that the next day I would be able to lighten up more and say hi to a new person in class.
College gives you the craziness of mixed emtionals an thoughts especailly when you're a freshmen in college, but overall it's something you would want to try as something new, espeically when college is nothing like highschool.