Transitioning from high school to college is one of the biggest milestones you’ll pass by in your teenage years. You’re about to embark on a whole new world. You’re in the big kids’ playground now, and that will come with a few surprises.
By: Reem Eid
- Whoever said that college years are the best days of your life was a liar.
If relentless pressure, responsibility and stress are your thing, then sure, you’ll have a blast. But for us normal beings, we just prefer never growing up. We’ll take fries over lectures every day of the week. Speaking of that…
- They’re called lectures, not lessons.
And while we’re at it, those adults drilling your brain with information are called doctors, mesh mestar. This might seem pretty simple, but I guarantee at least once in your freshman year you’ll get mixed up, and call him Mister in front of a lecture hall full of students. My advice would be to own up to it. As long as you’re not bringing a lunchbox, you’re fine.
- No one knows anyone.
In highschool, you probably knew everyone’s name. Maybe even their parents’. In college, you’ll finally know that weird dude’s name when it’s being called out in graduation.
- High school professors control everything.
I never understood why college professors were put to such high status, until I got to college. They are almighty and powerful, that’s why. They’re the Dumbledores (some of them are more of a Dolores Umbridge, but we’re not pointing fingers). A school teacher could prevent you from enjoying break time, but a college professor can prevent you from graduating. So do not dream of re-enacting those movie scenes where the student has some fire comeback to his professor if you want to hold a diploma. Instead, work on how you’re going to compliment that god-awful tie he’s been wearing for three days straight.
- You’re on your own.
No teacher is going to give you homework or explain that lesson that you missed. In college, it’s the other way around. If you miss a lecture, too bad. You’re just going to have to figure out how to perform a heart surgery on your own.
- You’re no longer on top of the food chain
The hardest part about your freshman year is that you’d just finished a year of glory, where you had reigned over high school, and now you are back to being the new kid on the block. My advice is, just let it pass as smoothly as possible. Keep your head low, do NOT bring a lunchbox (this had to be said twice), and whatever is done to you this year, you’ll get to payback to next year’s freshmen.