It’s that time of year again. College move-in. This year is pretty different for me because instead of moving back into 311 Stopher Hall (which will always be my first home in Kent), I’m moving into my very first apartment.
Much like last year, I put together a bunch of things I learned as a sophomore. I expect that most of my sophomore friends will laugh at this and say, “That’s not gonna happen to me” and that’s fine, but you’ll see.
Hopefully this will quell some new year nerves. As always I don’t intend to freak you out and these are solely from my own (and a few friends’) experiences. I genuinely hope that none of you have that semester.
Remember that you ain’t shit. You weren’t in high school, and you aren’t in college. (I didn’t really learn this, but I felt like it needed to be said.)
Enjoy res life as much as you can. Play euchre all night in the hallway. Watch your roomie play preloaded games on her Xbox (tbh Hydrothunder is not that bad). Most of you will probably move out of your hall for the last time next May. Strangely you’ll find yourself craving Prentice wraps more often than you’d like to admit despite eating them at least once (but probably more like 2-3 times) per day every day for many months.
That being said, your younger floormates will most likely do weird shit in the hallway at 3 in the morning (like literally wrestling outside your door). Don’t get mad, you probably annoyed your older floormates your first year too. Gently prod them into a room so they can continue the match. Do get mad at your douchey neighbor and his strange girlfriend when they have sex at weird hours of the day and night on your shared wall. He’s probably a mouth-breather.
You’re the people that freshmen floormates will look to for guidance (sometimes) and more importantly, friendship. Set the tone for the year by leaving your door open and introducing yourself. I remember being slightly terrified of my group of sophomores but I chalk that up to college nerves.
Don’t wait too long to start looking for an apartment if you’re saying goodbye to res life. My roommates and I didn’t delay that long, but it still meant touring an apartment on the day we were supposed to be moving out of Stopher for winter break. That was kind of stressful.
You will have that semester. And it’s gonna be the worst. But you can do it, believe me. The “Sophomore Slump” is a very real thing, but I promise you, it’ll be okay. If you read my posts at all the past year, you can definitely tell Spring 2015 was my semester. I’m still here and I’m looking forward to kicking ass and taking names this year.
Sometimes, playing Skyrim for 10 hours straight is exactly what you need to do on a Saturday, even though it’s 75 and sunny outside. Sometimes doing your nails and watching Broad City or New Girl takes priority over studying. Take time for yourself to detox and relax. Grades are important, but so are you and your health.
If your Tinder date shows up wearing his high school letterman jacket and DC skater shoes, you’re gonna have a bad time. Recruit your gals to go with you on the next date just in case.
Boys are still (will always be) stupid. Don’t forget that. Your best friends and your family are all you need. (Forgive him anyways.)
Last year when I said you probably will need a bubble umbrella I lied because the wind this year broke many a bubble umbrella. Also buy more socks.
A lot of you are probably going to turn 20 this year. Embrace the following existential crisis, but let it motivate you. You don’t have to have everything figured out.
You’re gonna grow a lot as a person. Your mom will probably tell you that when you’re home for the summer. And you won’t believe her at first, but take a look at where you were a year ago. Three years ago. You’ve come a long way and you should be proud of yourself. If you’re not, I’ll be the proud mom and brag about your accomplishments for you.
Best of luck with the upcoming year, everyone. I know you’re gonna do great!