My Freshman Year

My freshman year is almost over and now I am taking the time to reflect on it.

This year has been filled with a whirlwind of change. I left a large, diverse, cosmoplitan area to live in a colorless town (I mean that in many ways). I left an old relationship that was like the monkey on a heroin addict's back for one that has a newness and brings a freshness to my life. I now have a slew of new friends that I did not have when I first got up here. I lived without adult supervision for the first time (I mean in a technical sense). My habits are completely different. My look is different. My mentally has changed. Nothing is the same. Even when I come home. I now live in a different neighborhood. This year has changed so much for me.

I do not regret coming to Mercyhurst. There are things that I dislike but overall, I have really enjoyed my stay here. I hope to continue to enjoy it here. I do not want to leave. I really dont. I love my dorm. I will miss my 3rd floor McAuley fellows. You all mean a lot to me. I love you all, like brothers. We have survived our first year of college. Many people don't.