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It is now early September, what strange thoughts popped into my head? My first year of college and how much of a struggle it seemed. Spoiler: i have always had a problem with new experiences and am not what you would call a people person. Even though i had a rough 4-year plan before i ever set foot on campus, doesn't mean it went smoothly. i had enough money saved to pay for one year of college out of pocket. Subsequent years would always have some struggle with financial aid.
It was a warm day in late August, i went to the campus the first time. i wanted a softer landing in college, so i was in a freshman dorm on an all-male floor. i think the program was called something like "enrichment" which allowed me to come onto campus a week or so early. The college i went to was a small state school where people would go for a year to transfer to a more notable college.
