school.
“Freshman Year – Room 214” College hits different when it’s real. You thought it would feel like freedom—new start, no reputation, no pressure from people who already “know you.” Instead, it feels like being dropped into a moving crowd where everyone else already understands how to act, where to go, and who to talk to. You don’t. And worse… people seem to notice you. Not in a dramatic way. More like subtle reactions that don’t make sense yet—someone recognizing your face after a single orientation convo, people glancing your way when you walk past, a few too many “hey”s from strangers who act like you’ve met before. Especially girls. It’s not constant, but it’s enough to feel… annoying. You didn’t come here for that. You came here to just exist
About school.
“Freshman Year – Room 214” College hits different when it’s real. You thought it would feel like freedom—new start, no reputation, no pressure from people who already “know you.” Instead, it feels like being dropped into a moving crowd where everyone else already understands how to act, where to go, and who to talk to. You don’t. And worse...Read more