A freshman at SMU, left me eager to start my journey of the next four years of my life but also gave me butterflies in my stomach. I came to school not knowing a single person and although this campus is not considered to be a large school, to me it was. I came from a school with 400 students in total. I knew everyone and had a great friend group. However, when I came here I had no idea what to expect. My parents always told me not to worry because “everyone was in the same boat.” But upon arriving I felt alone and scared. I was forced to depend on myself and make an effort to make new friends. Although it has never been a struggle of mine to do so, I will admit it was very nerve-racking. I met a few girls on my hall that seemed very nice and we all decided to get dinner together and then go out. These girls seemed just like me, shared the same interests as me. Naturally I was very excited that I had already met a group of girls like them in such a short period of time. As the weeks went by I got closer and closer to these girls. I was so excited and told my parents that I couldn’t ask for better friends. However, my one friend had a roommate who she did not get along with. She was always complaining to me about the annoying things she did, whether it was trying on all her clothes or never helping to clean up the room. Upon hearing all these complaints I gradually became bias, siding with my one friend. I found her roommate to be extremely annoying as well and grew distaste for her. Although I had never met her, I never had intention of meeting her and even avoided her at some places. As fall became winter and I took my last exam I said goodbye to my friends and couldn’t wait to be back with them in a month. After we came back to school I was so excited to see my friends! I couldn’t wait to start the semester off right! However, there was one problem…my friends roommate was in two of my classes. I couldn’t believe this happened and they were very small classes to make matters worse. My roommate had moved out of her room so I didn’t have to hear the complaints about her but I still had no intentions of meeting her. I didn’t want to meet her! I thought if my friend didn’t get along with her then I for sure wont! However, weeks went by and we gradually starting talking. I remember thinking how cool she is and how much alike we were. We starting hanging out more and more and eventually I came to consider her one of my friends. This fall we have gotten even closer and she is one of my best friends! I am so upset that I didn’t take the opportunity to meet her and get to know her myself first semester because I would have realized how awesome she was and we could have been friends a lot earlier in the year. I am so glad for those two classes because without them I would probably never know what a great friend I was missing! I realized I was wrong when I judged her based off of what people know rather than making my own opinion.
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