It was August 25, 2001 and I was moving out for the first time of my life. I made the decision to quit playing soccer and start to focus on college academics at Birmingham-Southern. There were numerous thoughts running through my head and I didn't know what to expect. Would it be tough or easy, would my roommate and I get along or hate each other, would I be popular or an outcast. All of these thoughts would soon be answered. Going to a place not knowing anybody, leaving all of my friends, and not being around my family would prove to be a big challenge.
I think back to applying to colleges during the beginning of my senior year, I had no idea what I was about to partake in. I was torn between playing college soccer and focusing on strictly academics. I was recruited and offered many different scholarship opportunities to play soccer. My first reaction, I thought I should continue playing, whether it meant playing at a good school or going to a school just for the opportunity to play. I had been accepted to all of the schools I applied to and had to choose between playing soccer and focusing on academics. Soccer is how I found Birmingham-Southern with my coach suggesting I should play here. I came up,
The past four weeks my roommate and I have spent a lot of time together and I am starting to settle in to the college life. Classes have picked up and I have started to meet a lot of different people. I have found myself not missing home or friends, and my roommate Ben and I are almost the perfect match. As different as we are, we get along great and have very few problems. He has a more relaxed attitude and doesn't worry about the future and I am more nervous about the little things and almost try to prevent or predict what will happen in the future. I seem to be more focused with school work and he is lazy about it. He is a big procrastinator and I try to stay on top of things. The main difference between us is our cleanliness. I always pick up the room and take a shower, he trashes the room and will go days with out showering. I get the cleanliness trait from my mom; she is a really big clean freak and mops and vacuums when she gets nervous. I guess it helps her relieve stress or tension. Even though Ben and I are so different we still get along great.
It was the night before I would be leaving and I still hadn't packed. I had a million errands to run and only five hours to take care of them. I spent the morning running all over town picking up different things and telling my friends bye. I would soon get in the car and start to approach my new home. We traveled for about five hours. My parents spent the whole time lecturing and telling m
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