Am I already done with my First Year?!
It is honestly crazy how fast the last twelve months went by. A year filled with highs and lows, moments of bliss and misery and mostly, the year that made me realize – it's all for real, I'm not a baby anymore. School is over and I'm already done with my first year of university. Like, what? How did that happen?!
Coming from a school with an environment that makes myself say I'm a farm-er murgi, I found myself in a place where I felt as though I was a little girl again - lost in the loud and terrifying fair with people stepping on me like I don't even exist. That is how I started out my first semester. I was definitely being optimistic, no doubt about that. It was a new chapter in my life. I stepped into my very first class with a smile on my face (and umm crying a little bit on the inside). How hard could it be though, right? Well, ten minutes into the class, I was being taught about the wires being connected in series and parallel and I remember thinking "You know its university when you start your first English class with this metaphor." Turns out, I was in a class filled with second year engineering students. I walked out without making eye contact with any of the zombie faced creatures, some worn-out, some hidden under 10 kgs worth makeup, oh so embarrassed.
Here's the break down.
In your first semester, you will like how smoothly everything's going. A few barriers won't stop you. You'll see the friendliest of faces in class. High school drama is over. It's like the backstabbing snakes never even existed. First and foremost, they will add you on Facebook. Then they will be willing to help you out and make study groups, take selfies, and then even more selfies. It's like making best friends is the easiest thing in the world. Once you're into the second semester, all that's over. No more sugar coated friends. By the end of the year, you'll hopefully have a solid squad, you know, the ones who made it because of the survival of the fittest? Also, YOU will become the zombie faced creature by this time.
Now moving on to the real part – studies. First semester will be a breeze, trust me. You know, when you bite into a chilli and there's this sweet, cool juice that squirts out; the fresh taste? It's something like that. You'll feel some pressure, but you'll deal with it. It will gradually build up but only when you're in your third semester and you're almost done with the first year will you get the kick. That's when you tear up and realize – THIS IS FOR REAL. Sleepless nights, foodless days, it's all normal. Deadlines are only met once you've lost blood and sweat.
So for all you freshmen, freshers, whatever they call you to make you feel special, enjoy it while you can and brace yourself for the storm.
Faria Khan is an ambivert who truly believes in the divine power of music. Give her a piece of your mind at [email protected]
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